Ah, lives of men! When prosperous they glitter - Like a fair picture; when misfortune comes - A wet sponge at one blow has blurred the painting.

For it would be better to die once and for all than to suffer pain for all one's life.

Be it mine to draw from wisdom's fount, pure as it flows, that calm of soul which virtue only knows.

Many among men are they who set high the show of honor, yet break justice.

But I must bear my destiny as best I can, knowing well that there is no resisting the strength of necessity.

There is a limit to the best of health, disease is always a near neighbor.

Excessive fear is always powerless.