Seest thou how pale the sated guest rises from supper, where the appetite is puzzled with varieties? The body, too, burdened with I yesterday's excess, weighs down the soul, and fixes to the earth this particle of the divine essence.
He tosses aside his paint-pots and his words a foot and a half long.
The covetous person is full of fear; and he or she who lives in fear will ever be a slave.
Undeservedly you will atone for the sins of your fathers.
Anger is a momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.
I have to submit to much in order to pacify the touchy tribe of poets.