What is to be taught I learn; what is to be discovered I seek; what is to be prayed for I sought from the gods.
If we always helped one another, no one would need luck.
Pardon, and keep silent, for what is shameful for women must be concealed among women.
The gods love those of ordered soul.
The dice of Zeus always fall luckily.
Whoever gets up and comes to grips with Love like a boxer is a fool.