Not worth is an example that does not solve the problem.
If you drive nature out with a pitchfork, she will soon find a way back.
Everything, virtue, glory, honor, things human and divine, all are slaves to riches.
I prayed only for a small piece of land, a garden, an ever-flowing spring, and bit of woods.
Remember you must die whether you sit about moping all day long or whether on feast days you stretch out in a green field, happy with a bottle of Falernian from your innermost cellar.
Believe that each day that shines on you is your last.