He tells old wives' tales much to the point.

Whatever things injure your eye you are anxious to remove; but things which affect your mind you defer.

Do not try to find out - we're forbidden to know - what end the gods have in store for me, or for you.

The fellow is either a madman or a poet.

He will often have to scratch his head, and bite his nails to the quick. [To succeed he will have to puzzle his brains and work hard.]

He is always a slave who cannot live on little.

Who after wine, talks of wars hardships or of poverty.