Solon used to say that speech was the image of actions; . . . that laws were like cobwebs, - for that if any trifling or powerless thing fell into them, they held it fast; while if it were something weightier, it broke through them and was off.
He has the most who is most content with the least.
We have complicated every simple gift of the gods.
In a rich man's house there is no place to spit but his face.
Nothing can be produced out of nothing.
We come into the world alone and we die alone. Why, in life, should we be any less alone?