When someone isn't seen for a long time, Well, folk soon begin to imagine the worst.

It is the wise man's part to leave in darkness everything that is ugly.

Happiness is brief. It will not stay. God batters at its sails.

Old men's prayers for death are lying prayers, in which they abuse old age and long extent of life. But when death draws near, not one is willing to die, and age no longer is a burden to them.

When a wise man chooses a sane basis for his arguments, it is no great task to speak well.

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.

There seems to be some pleasure for women in sick talk of one another.