Now is the time for drinking; now the time to beat the earth with unfettered foot.

Joys do not fall to the rich alone; nor has he lived ill of whose birth and death no one took note.

It is no easy matter to say commonplace things in an original way.

Misfortunes, untoward events, lay open, disclose the skill of a general, while success conceals his weakness, his weak points.

I prayed only for a small piece of land, a garden, an ever-flowing spring, and bit of woods.

Imagine every day to he 5 the last6 of a life surrounded with hopes, cares, anger, and fear. The hours, that come unexpectedly, will be so much the more grateful.

The ox longs for the gaudy trappings of the horse; the lazy pack-horse would fain plough. [We envy the position of others, dissatisfied with our own.]