Fortune makes a fool of those she favors too much.
Let those who drink not, but austerely dine, dry up in law; the Muses smell of wine.
One night awaits all, and death's path must be trodden once and for all.
He who feared that he would not succeed sat still.
Brighter than Parian marble.
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.