The gods alone know, what kind of wife a man will have.

Today there's more fellowship among snakes than among mankind. Wild beasts spare those with similar markings.

Let nothing offensive to the ear or the eye enter these thresholds, within which youth dwells.

They whose sole bliss is eating can give but that one brutish reason why they live.

A man who has nothing can whistle in a robber's face.

For the gods, instead of what is most pleasing, will give what is most proper. Man is dearer to them than he is to himself.

But who guards the guardians?