The gods behold all righteous actions.

As long as you are lucky, you will have many friends; if cloudy times appear, you will be alone. -Donec eris felix, multos numerabis amicos; tempora si fuerint nubila, solus eris

Lente, lente currite, noctis equi. Translation: Run slowly, slowly, horses of the night.

Envy feeds on the living, after death it rests, then the honor of a man protects him.

Let me tell you I am better acquainted with you for a long absence, as men are with themselves for a long affliction: absence does but hold off a friend, to make one see him the truer.

Winged time glides on insensibly, and deceive us; and there is nothing more fleeting than years.

Let ancient times delight other folk, I rejoice that I was not born till now.