I think that fortune watcheth o’er our lives, surer than we. But well said: he who strives will find his goals strive for him equally.
Do not mistake for wisdom that opinion which may rise from a sick mind.
Life is short; this being so, who would pursue great things and not bear with what is at hand? These are the ways of madmen and men of evil counsel, at least in my judgment.
A wise man in his house should find a wife gentle and courteous, or no wife at all.
The man who melts With social sympathy, though not allied, Is more worth than a thousand kinsmen.
Children are sweet as the buds in spring, But I’ve noticed that those who have them Have nothing but trouble all their lives.
Whoever yields properly to Fate, is deemed Wise among men, and knows the laws of heaven.
To every man, even though he be a slave, the light of heaven is sweet.
Sanity brings pain but madness is a vile thing.
Wine is a terrible foe, hard to wrestle with.
If I could remake the world, I’d banish women, send them away with all their trouble. Then children would come from a purer source.
I have found nothing stronger than Necessity.
Humility, a sense of reverence before the sons of heaven of all the prizes that a mortal man might win, these, I say, are wisest; these are best.
The life of men is painful.
Happy the man who from the sea escapes the storm and finds harbor.
The meanest life is better than the most glorious death.
Wrath brings mortal men their gravest hurt.
The nobly born must nobly meet his fate.
It’s folly that women measure their happiness with the pleasures of the bed, but they do. And when the pleasure cools or their man goes missing, all they once lived for turns dark and hateful.
Lucky is the man who has been successful with his children and not got ones who are notorious disasters.