A portion of mankind take pride in their vices and pursue their purpose; many more waver between doing what is right and complying with what is wrong.

Envy is not to be conquered but by death.

Death is the last limit of all things.

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.

Fire, if neglected, will soon gain strength.

What can be found equal to modesty, uncorrupt faith, the sister of justice, and undisguised truth?

It is but a poor establishment where there are not many superfluous things which the owner knows not of, and which go to the thieves.