He truly sorrows who sorrows unseen.
Too late is tomorrow's life; live for today.
If you want him to mourn, you had best leave him nothing.
Be not too thick with anybody; your joys will be fewer, and so will pains.
The flaw which is hidden is deemed greater than it is.
Your seventh wife, Phileros, is now being buried in your field. No man's field brings him greater profit than yours, Phileros.