Tears are at times as eloquent as words. [Weeping hath a voice.]
Jupiter has no leisure to attend to little things.
When the roses are gone, nothing is left but the thorn.
Add little to little and there will be a big pile.
Calumny ever pursues the great, even as the winds hurl themselves on high places.
When all the other animals, downcast looked upon the earth, he [Prometheus] gave a face raised on high to man, and commanded him to see the sky and raise his high eyes to the stars.