Reproach is infinite, and knows no end.

Look now how mortals are blaming the gods, for they say that evils come from us, but in fact they themselves have woes beyond their share because of their own follies.

A man who has been through bitter experiences and travelled far enjoys even his sufferings after a time

The man does better who runs from disaster than he who is caught by it.

Even when someone battles hard, there is an equal portion for one who lingers behind, and in the same honor are held both the coward and the brave man; the idle man and he who has done much meet death alike.

Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow for other's good, and melt at other's woe.

By their own follies they perished, the fools.