Don't you know this, that words are doctors to a diseased temperment?
Beyond age, leaf withered, man goes three footed no stronger than a child is, a dream that falters in daylight.
Know not to revere human things too much.
The evils of mortals are manifold; nowhere is trouble of the same wing seen.
Success! to thee, as to a God, men bend the knee.
When strength is yoked with justice, where is a mightier pair than they?