He can afford to be a fool.
There is nothing assured to mortals.
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.
Be ever on your guard what you say of anybody and to whom.
In the same [hospitable] manner that a Calabrian would press you to eat his pears.
In avoiding one vice fools rush into the opposite extreme.