In season, all is good.
Wealth makes an ugly person beautiful to look on and an incoherent speech eloquent; and wealth alone can enjoy pleasure even in sickness and can conceal its miseries.
What you can't enforce, do not command.
Those whose life is long still strive for gain, and for all mortals all things take second place to money.
It becomes one, while exempt from woes, to look to the dangers.
Evil gains work their punishment.