Sad people dislike the happy, and the happy the sad; the quick thinking the sedate, and the careless the busy and industrious.
In going abroad we change the climate not our dispositions.
Life grants nothing to us mortals without hard work.
The mountains are in labour, the birth will be an absurd little mouse.
Happy is the man to whom nature has given a sufficiency with even a sparing hand.
Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque revenit. You can drive nature out with a pitchfork, she will nevertheless come back.