A pauper traveller will sing before a beggar.

The brief span of our poor unhappy life to its final hour Is hastening on; and while we drink and call for gay wreaths, Perfumes, and young girls, old age creeps upon us, unperceived.

The thirst after fame is greater than that after virtue; for who embraces virtue if you take away its rewards?

Integrity is praised, and starves.

Never does nature say one thing and Wisdom another. Variant: Wisdom and Nature! are they not the same? Variant: Nature and Wisdon always speak alike.

Dare to do something worthy of transportation and a prison, if you mean to be anybody.

An excess of hoarded wealth is the death of many.