For everything divine and human, virtue, fame, and honor, now obey the alluring influence of riches.
The great virtue of parents is a great dowry.
In avoiding one evil we fall into another, if we use not discretion.
He is always a slave who cannot live on little.
The mountains are in labour, the birth will be an absurd little mouse.
Let those who drink not, but austerely dine, dry up in law; the Muses smell of wine.