Care clings to wealth: the thirst for more Grows as our fortunes grow.
I abhor the profane rabble and keep them at a distance.
Seest thou how pale the sated guest rises from supper, where the appetite is puzzled with varieties? The body, too, burdened with I yesterday's excess, weighs down the soul, and fixes to the earth this particle of the divine essence.
When things are steep, remember to stay level-headed.
Your property is in danger when your neighbour's house is on fire.
What does not wasting time change! The age of our parents, worse than that of our grandsires, has brought us forth more impious still, and we shall produce a more vicious progeny.