But whoever gives birth to useless children, what would you say of him except that he has bred sorrows for himself, and furnishes laughter for his enemies.
Love, you mock us for your sport.
No man loves life like him that's growing old.
Astronomy? Impossible to understand and madness to investigate.
There is a time when even justice brings harm.
A broad-backed ox can be driven straight on his road even by a small goad.