Huts they made then, and fire, and skins for clothing, And a woman yielded to one man in wedlock... ... Common, to see the offspring they had made; The human race began to mellow then. Because of fire their shivering forms no longer Could bear the cold beneath the covering sky.

From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.

And life is given to none freehold, but it is leasehold for all.

Some species increase, others diminish, and in a short space the generations of living creatures are changed and, like runners, pass on the torch of life.

All things obey fixed laws.

We notice that the mind grows with the body, and with it decays.

It is pleasant, when the sea is high and the winds are dashing the waves about, to watch from the shores the struggles of another.