Money is life to us wretched mortals.
Peace is a nursing mother to the land.
For now indeed is the race of iron; and men never cease from labour and sorrow by day and from perishing by night.
Love those who love you, help those you help you, and give to those who give to you.
Justice prevails over transgression when she comes to the end of the race.
For a man wins nothing better than a good wife, and then again nothing deadlier than a bad one.