Throw moderation to the winds, and the greatest pleasures bring the greatest pains.

Beautiful objects are wrought by study through effort, but ugly things are reaped automatically without toil.

Now as of old the gods give men all good things, excepting only those that are baneful and injurious and useless. These, now as of old, are not gifts of the gods: men stumble into them themselves because of their own blindness and folly.

If your desires are not great, a little will seem much to you; for small appetite makes poverty equivalent to wealth.

Do not trust all men, but trust men of worth; the former course is silly, the latter a mark of prudence.

Our sins are more easily remembered than our good deeds.

All things happen by virtue of necessity.