Fate has terrible power. You cannot escape it by wealth or war. No fort will keep it out, no ships outrun it.

Count no mortal fortunate till he has departed this life free from pain.

Wonders are many, and none is more wonderful than man; the power that crosses the white sea, driven by the stormy wind, making a path under surges that threaten to engulf him.

If it were possible to heal sorrow by weeping and to raise the dead with tears, gold were less prized than grief.

A human being is only breath and shadow.

To live without evil belongs only to the gods.

No treaty is ever an impediment to a cheat.