Fortune makes a fool of those she favors too much.
I prayed only for a small piece of land, a garden, an ever-flowing spring, and bit of woods.
You have played enough; you have eaten and drunk enough. Now it is time for you to depart.
If you would have me weep, you must first of all feel grief yourself.
Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in the future.
Life is largely a matter of expectation.