The man is either crazy or he is a poet.
We get blows and return them.
Happy the man who, removed from all cares of business, after the manner of his forefathers cultivates with his own team his paternal acres, freed from all thought of usury.
Drop the question of what tomorrow may bring, and count as profit every day that Fate allows you.
It is your concern when your neighbor's wall is on fire.
He who has enough for his wants should desire nothing more.