Our lives ... are but a little while, so let them run as sweetly as you can, and give no thought to grief from day to day. For time is not concerned to keep our hopes, but hurries on its business, and is gone.

I hate it in friends when they come too late to help.

He is not a lover who does not love forever.

Zeus hates busybodies and those who do too much.

Those whom God wishes to destroy, he first makes mad.

A wise fellow who is also worthless always charms the rabble.

We know the good, we apprehend it clearly; but we can't bring it to achievement.