The gods have sent medicines for the venom of serpents, but there is no medicine for a bad woman. She is more noxious than the viper, or than fire itself.

The stillest tongue can be the truest friend.

I would prefer as friend a good man ignorant than one more clever who is evil too.

When love is in excess, it brings a man no honor, no worthiness.

The care of God for us is a great thing, if a man believe it at heart: it plucks the burden of sorrow from him.

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

He who believes needs no explanation.