Thus have the gods spun the thread for wretched mortals: that they live in grief while they themselves are without cares; for two jars stand on the floor of Zeus of the gifts which he gives, one of evils and another of blessings.
I'll teach you to laugh at something that's funny!
Life and death are balanced as it were on the edge of a razor
Evil deeds do not prosper; the slow man catches up with the swift.
Wise to resolve, and patient to perform.
The glorious gifts of the gods are not to be cast aside.