Light be the earth upon you, lightly rest.

Of mortals there is no one who is happy. If wealth flows in upon one, one may be perhaps luckier than one's neighbor, but still not happy.

Joint undertakings stand a better chance when they benefit both sides.

No man on earth is truly free, All are slaves of money or necessity. Public opinion or fear of prosecution forces each one, against his conscience, to conform.

If a man rejoice not in his drinking, he is mad; for in drinking it's possible ... to fondle breasts, and to caress well tended locks, and there is dancing withal, and oblivion of woe.

Worse than a true evil is it to bear the burden of faults that are not truly yours.

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