Not to hope for things to last forever, is what the year teaches and even the hour which snatches a nice day away.
He who preserves a man's life against his will does the same thing as if he slew him.
In a long work sleep may be naturally expected.
Dispel the cold, bounteously replenishing the hearth with logs.
Even virtue followed beyond reason's rule May stamp the just man knave, the sage a fool.
Naked I seek the camp of those who desire nothing.