Envy, the attendant of the empty mind.
The race of gods and men is one, and from one mother we both draw our breath. Yet all the difference in our power holds us apart, so that man is nothing, but the brazen floor of heaven is eternally unshakable.
There are many roads to happiness, if the gods assent.
I will not steep my speech in lies; the test of any man lies in action.
One race there is of men, one of gods, but from one mother we both draw our breath.
Humble in a humble state and great in greatness, I will work out the divinity that is busy within my mind.