The man whom heaven helps has friends enough.
There is as much confusion in the world of the gods as in ours.
That mortal is a fool who, prospering, thinks his life has any strong foundation; since our fortune's course of action is the reeling way a madman takes, and no one person is ever happy all the time.
Much effort, much prosperity.
You were a stranger to sorrow: therefore Fate has cursed you.
Life is short, yet sweet.