You will live wisely if you are happy in your lot.
Fiction intended to please, should resemble truth as much as possible.
Virtue lies half way between two opposite vices.
Even the good Homer is sometimes caught napping.
Though your threshing floor grind a hundred thousand bushels of corn, not for that reason will your stomach hold more than mine.
The ox longs for the gaudy trappings of the horse; the lazy pack-horse would fain plough. [We envy the position of others, dissatisfied with our own.]