The shimmering night does not stay for mortals, not misfortunes, nor wealth, but in a moment it is gone, and to the turn of another comes joy and loss.
Whoever thinks his friend more important than his country, I rate him nowhere.
The gods plant reason in mankind, of all good gifts the highest.
The sleep of a sick man has keen eyes. It is a sleep unsleeping.
It is not righteousness to outrage A brave man dead, not even though you hate him.
Money is the worst currency that ever grew among mankind. This sacks cities, this drives men from their homes, this teaches and corrupts the worthiest minds to turn base deeds.