Here, or nowhere, is the thing we seek.
What with your friend you nobly share, At least you rescue from your heir.
The cautious wolf fears the pit, the hawk regards with suspicion the snare laid for her, and the fish the hook in its concealment.
This used to be among my prayers - a piece of land not so very large, which would contain a garden
The avarice person is ever in want; let your desired aim have a fixed limit.
That man lives happy and in command of himself, who from day to day can say I have lived. Whether clouds obscure, or the sun illumines the following day, that which is past is beyond recall.