There's no such thing, you know, as picking out the best woman: it's only a question of comparative badness, brother.
If you do anything well, gratitude is lighter than a feather; if you give offense in anything, people's wrath is as heavy as lead.
Ah yes, the gods use us mortals as footballs!
Riches, rightly used, breed delight.
That least pleases us which is most urged on us.
Your piping-hot lie is the best of lies.