Art is far feebler than necessity.

They sent forth men to battle, But no such men return; And home, to claim their welcome, Come ashes in an urn

Good fortune is a god among men, and more than a god.

Death is easier than a wretched life; and better never to have born than to live and fare badly.

Don't you know this, that words are doctors to a diseased temperment?

Overly persuasive a woman's ordinance spreads far, traveling fast; but fast dying a rumor voiced by a woman perishes.

But from the good health of the mind comes that which is dear to all and the object of prayer-happiness.