Whoever obeys the gods, to him they particularly listen.
Do thou restrain the haughty spirit in thy breast, for better far is gentle courtesy.
Men in their generations are like the leaves of the trees. The wind blows and one year's leaves are scattered on the ground; but the trees burst into bud and put on fresh ones when the spring comes round.
We mortals hear only the news, and know nothing at all.
Once harm has been done, even a fool understands it.
It is not possible to fight beyond your strength, even if you strive.