Who knoweth if to die be but to live, and that called life by mortals be but death?

Much effort, much prosperity.

The greatest pleasure of life is love.

If there are none [gods], All our toil is without meaning.

I care for riches, to make gifts To friends, or lead a sick man back to health With ease and plenty. Else small aid is wealth For daily gladness; once a man be done With hunger, rich and poor are all as one.

Anger exceeding limits causes fear and excessive kindness eliminates respect.

All men know their children Mean more than life. If childless people sneer- Well, they've less sorrow. But what lonesome luck!