Anger is brief madness
Riches either serve or govern the possessor.
What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so beloved?.
My age, my inclinations, are no longer what they were.
While I am sane I shall compare nothing to the joy of a friend.
For example, the tiny ant, a creature of great industry, drags with its mouth whatever it can, and adds it to the heap which she is piling up, not unaware nor careless of the future.