Every man can see things far off but is blind to what is near.
You would rouse to anger a heart of stone.
For the dead there are no more toils.
Who feels no ills, should, therefore, fear them; and when fortune smiles, be doubly cautious, lest destruction come remorseless on him, and he fall unpitied.
Love, you mock us for your sport.
If you are out of trouble, watch for danger. And when you live well, then consider the most your life, lest ruin take it unawares.