When we are dead; rugs are no richer than a quick-thorn bed.
Unless the gods deceive my mind , That man is forging fetters for himself.
Bright youth passes swiftly as a thought.
Adopt the character of the twisting octopus, which takes on the appearance of the nearby rock . Now follow in this direction, now turn a different hue.
Even to a wicked man a divinity gives wealth, Cyrnus, but to few men comes the gift of excellence.
One finds many companions for food and drink, but in a serious business a man's companions are very few.