The divine power moves with difficulty, but at the same time surely.
Ill-gotten wealth is never stable.
Happy the man whose lot it is to know The secrets of the earth. He hastens not To work his fellows hurt by unjust deeds, But with rapt admiration contemplates Immortal Nature's ageless harmony, And how and when the order came to be.
Ten soldiers wisely led will beat a hundred without a head.
Remember this! No amount of Bacchic reveling can corrupt an honest woman.
The man who glories in his luck may be overthrown by destiny.