The man who procrastinates struggles with ruin.
Long exercise, my friend, inures the mind; And what we once disliked we pleasing find.
A sparing tongue is the greatest treasure among men.
The man who is rich in fancy thinks that his wagon is already built; poor fool, he does not know that there are a hundred timbers to a wagon.
At the beginning of the cask and the end take thy fill but be saving in the middle; for at the bottom the savings comes too late.
Badness you can get easily, in quantity. The road is smooth and lies close by. But in front of excellence the immortal gods have put sweat, and long and steep is the way to do it, and rough at first. But when you come to the top, then it is easy, even though it is hard.