A bad reader soon puts to flight both wise men and fools.
Welcome will arrived, the hour that was not hoped for.
Not treasured wealth, nor the consul's lictor, can dispel the mind's bitter conflicts and the cares that flit, like bats, about your fretted roofs.
Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects your soul you postpone the cure until next year?
Virtue lies half way between two opposite vices.
A good and faithful judge ever prefers the honorable to the expedient.