That destructive siren, sloth, is ever to be avoided.
Care clings to wealth: the thirst for more Grows as our fortunes grow.
A pauper in the midst of wealth.
Poets are never allowed to be mediocre by the gods, by men or by publishers.
I am not bound over to swear allegiance to any master; where the storm drives me I turn in for shelter.
Your property is in danger when your neighbour's house is on fire.