The short bloom of our brief and narrow life flies fast away. While we are calling for flowers and wine and women, old age is upon us.
The finishing stroke of all sorrow.
Yes, know thyself: in great concerns or small, be this thy care, for this, my friend, is all.
Who is to guard the guards themselves?
The love of money grows as the money itself grows.
The doings of men, their prayers, fear, wrath, pleasure, delights, and recreations, are the subject of this book.