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.

Natural ability is by far the best, but many men have succeeded in winning high renown by skill that is the fruit of teaching.

For lawless joys a bitter ending waits.

The days that are still to come are the wisest witnesses.

To our own sorrows serious heed we give, But for another?s we soon cease to grieve.

To be envied is a nobler fate than to be pitied.

When men succeed, even their neighbors think them wise.