The bowl dispels corroding cares.

He who studies to imitate the poet Pindar, O Julius, relies on artificial wings fastened on with wax, and is sure to give his name to a glassy sea.

Let this be your wall of brass, to have nothing on your conscience, no guilt to make you turn pale.

The man who is just and resolute will not be moved from his settled purpose, either by the misdirected rage of his fellow citizens, or by the threats of an imperious tryant.

Money, as it increases, becomes either the master or the slave of ts owner.

O citizens, first acquire wealth; you can practice virtue afterward.

To marvel at nothing is just about the one and only thing, Numicius, that can make a man happy and keep him that way.