Trust dies but mistrust blossoms.
The rewards of virtue alone abide secure.
Each say following another, either hastening or putting off our death--what pleasure does it bring? I count that man worthless whois cheered by empty hopes. No, a noble man must either live or die well.
For even bold natures flee, whenever they see Hades close to life.
Zeus detests above all the boasts of a proud tongue.
Evil counsel travels fast.