It is vain to ask of the gods what man is capable of supplying for himself.
Natural wealth is limited and easily obtained; the wealth defined by vain fancies is always beyond reach.
It is possible to provide security against other ills, but as far as death is concerned, we men live in a city without walls.
The wise man thinks of fame just enough to avoid being despised.
The man least dependent upon the morrow goes to meet the morrow most cheerfully.
What will happen to me if that which this desire seeks is achieved, and what if it is not?