Force without judgement falls on its own weight.
When I struggle to be terse, I end by being obscure.
I hate the irreverent rabble and keep them far from me.
No master can make me swear blind obedience.
It is grievous to be caught.
You will not rightly call him a happy man who possesses much; he more rightly earns the name of happy who is skilled in wisely using the gifts of the gods, and in suffering hard poverty, and who fears disgrace as worse than death.