Happiness does not reside in strength or money; it lies in rightness and many-sidedness.
The sweetest things become the most bitter by excess.
Nature . . . has buried truth deep in the bottom of the sea.
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.
Word is a shadow of a deed.
Raising children is an uncertain thing; success is reached only after a life of battle and worry.