Finding that the middle condition of life is by far the happiest, I look with little favor upon that of princes.
There are many roads to happiness, if the gods assent.
Water is best, but gold shines like fire blazing in the night, supreme of lordly wealth.
One race there is of men, one of gods, but from one mother we both draw our breath.
Men are the dreams of a shadow.
Water is the best of all things.