Thy destiny is only that of man, but thy aspirations may be those of a god.
Endure and persist; this pain will turn to good by and by.
Time spent in the cultivation of the fields passes very pleasantly.
What is allowed us is disagreeable, what is denied us causes us intense desire.
You will go most safely in the middle.
My bark, once struck by the fury of the storm, dreads again to approach the place of danger.