Sleep, thou repose of all things; sleep, thou gentlest of the deities; thou peace of the mind, from which care flies; who doest soothe the hearts of men wearied with the toils of the day, and refittest them for labor.

Love is an affair of credulity.

Today is truly the Golden Age: gold buys hornor, gold procures love

That pleasure which can be safely indulged in is the least inviting.

Occupy yourself, and you will be out of harm's way.

All things change, nothing is extinguished. There is nothing in the whole world which is permanent. Everything flows onward; all things are brought into being with a changing nature; the ages themselves glide by in constant movement.

A ruler should be slow to punish and swift to reward.