If your slave commits a fault, do not smash his teeth with your fists; give him some of the (hard) biscuit which famous Rhodes has sent you.
If you have any shame, forbear to pluck the beard of a dead lion.
The face that cannot smile is never fair.
You crystal break, for fear of breaking it: Careless and careful hands like faults commit.
Laugh, if thou art wise.
While you remain at home your hair is at the hairdresser's; you take out your teeth at night and sleep tucked away in a hundred cosmetics boxes - even your face does not sleep with you.