Where there are two, one cannot be wretched, and one not.

In adverse hours the friendship of the good shines most; each prosperous day commands its friends.

What greater grief than the loss of one's native land.

Virtue proceeds through effort.

The man who knows when not to act is wise. To my mind bravery if forethought.

Do we, holding that the gods exist, deceive ourselves with insubstantial dreams and lies, while random careless chance and change alone control the world?

This is slavery, not to speak one's thought.