The envious man grows lean at the success of his neighbor.
Let me posses what I now have, or even less, so that I may enjoy my remaining days, if Heaven grant any to remain.
The cask will long retain the flavour of the wine with which it was first seasoned.
I shall not completely die.
You will not rightly call him a happy man who possesses much; he more rightly earns the name of happy who is skilled in wisely using the gifts of the gods, and in suffering hard poverty, and who fears disgrace as worse than death.
Wherever the storm carries me, I go a willing guest.