There is as much confusion in the world of the gods as in ours.
Who dares not speak his free thoughts is a slave.
Fate finds for every man; his share of misery.
We look for good on earth and cannot recognize it when met.
Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm.
Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday. Tragedy isn't getting something or failure to get it; it's losing something you already have. Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.