For now indeed is the race of iron; and men never cease from labour and sorrow by day and from perishing by night.
No day is wholly unproductive of good.
They are fools who do not know how much the half exceeds the whole.
The dawn speeds a man on his journey, and speeds him too in his work.
He harms himself who does harm to another, and the evil plan is most harmful to the planner.
Often even a whole city suffers for a bad man who sins and contrives presumptuous deeds.