All men do not admire and delight in the same objects.
The ear of the bridled horse is in the mouth.
There is a measure in everything. There are fixed limits beyond which and short of which right cannot find a resting place.
Add a sprinkling of folly to your long deliberations.
Everything, virtue, glory, honor, things human and divine, all are slaves to riches.
Live mindful of how brief your life is.