Led on by impulse, and blind and ungovernable desires.
Let nothing offensive to the ear or the eye enter these thresholds, within which youth dwells.
Be rich for yourself and poor to your friends.
The finishing stroke of all sorrow.
Poverty is bitter, but it has no harder pang than that it makes men ridiculous.
Hold it the greatest sin to prefer existence to honour, and for the sake of life to lose the reasons for living.