The tongue of slander is too prompt with wanton malice to wound the stranger.

It is the nature of mortals to kick a fallen man.

Wiles and deceit are female qualities.

It is an easy thing for one whose foot is on the outside of calamity to give advice and to rebuke the sufferer.

I warn the marauder dragging plunder, chaotic, rich beyond all rights: he'll strike his sails, harried at long last, stunned when the squalls of torment break his spars to bits.

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

Only when a man's life comes to its end in prosperity dare we pronounce him happy.