What with your friend you nobly share, At least you rescue from your heir.
Those who seek for much are left in want of much. Happy is he to whom God has given, with sparing hand, as much as is enough.
Sad people dislike the happy, and the happy the sad; the quick thinking the sedate, and the careless the busy and industrious.
Betray not a secret even though racked by wine or wrath.
Happy is the man to whom nature has given a sufficiency with even a sparing hand.
My liver swells with bile difficult to repress.