The saying goes that the gods leave a town once it is captured.

The anvil of justice is planted firm, and fate who makes the sword does the forging in advance.

There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.

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

Time cleanses what it touches over time.

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

By polluting clear water with slime you will never find good drinking water.