Never make a companion equal to a brother.
He for himself weaves woe who weaves for others woe, and evil counsel on the counselor recoils.
Before the gates of excellence the high gods have placed sweat; long is the road thereto and rough and steep at first; but when the heights are reached, then there is ease, though grievously hard in the winning.
For both faith and want of faith have destroyed men alike.
A day is sometimes our mother, sometimes our stepmother.
Hunger is an altogether fit companion for the idle man.