Our lives ... are but a little while, so let them run as sweetly as you can, and give no thought to grief from day to day. For time is not concerned to keep our hopes, but hurries on its business, and is gone.
The gift of a bad man can bring no good.
It is the wise man's part to leave in darkness everything that is ugly.
Both to the rich and poor, wine is the happy antidote for sorrow.
Fate finds for every man; his share of misery.
The new-come stepmother hates the children born to a first wife.