I am doubting what to do.
All things considered, nothing is beautiful.
In my youth I thought of writing a satire on mankind! but now in my age I think I should write an apology for them.
He has not lived badly whose birth and death has been unnoticed by the world.
The consummate pleasure (in eating) is not in the costly flavour, but in yourself. Do you seek for sauce for sweating?
I would not exchange my life of ease and quiet for the riches of Arabia.