Sometimes even excellent Homer nods.
Alas, Postumus, the fleeting years slip by, nor will piety give any stay to wrinkles and pressing old age and untamable death.
Death is the ultimate boundary of human matters.
Seize the day [Carpe diem]: trust not to the morrow.
The avarice person is ever in want; let your desired aim have a fixed limit.
Whatever you advise, be as brief as possible.