How base a thing it is when a man will struggle with necessity! We have to die.
The brave endure their labors, the cowardly are worth the cowards nothing at all.
This is slavery, not to speak one's thought.
For no mortal ever attains to blessedness. One may be luckier than another when wealth flows his way, but blessed never.
The wisest men follow their own direction.
Mobs in their emotions are much like children, subject to the same tantrums and fits of fury.