Those who are held Wise among men and who search the reasons of things, are those who bring the most sorrow on themselves.
We know the good, we apprehend it clearly; but we can’t bring it to achievement.
Whom the gods destroy, they first make mad.
I hate it in friends when they come too late to help.
I love the old way best, the simple way of poison, where we too are strong as men.
It was my tongue that swore; my heart is unsworn.
Time will discover everything to posterity; it is a babbler, and speaks even when no question is put.
Song brings of itself a cheerfulness that wakes the heart of joy.
Men hate the haughty of heart who will not be the friend of every man.
A change is always nice.
Time cancels young pain.
A woman should be good for everything at home, but abroad good for nothing.
None wise dares hopeless venture.
Women’s love is for their men, not for their children.
Today’s today. Tomorrow we may be ourselves gone down the drain of Eternity.
Cleverness is not wisdom. And not to think mortal thoughts is to see few days.
The man who knows when not to act is wise. To my mind bravery if forethought.
For the good, when praised, feel something of disgust, if to excess commended.
What greater pain could mortals have than this: To see their children dead before their eyes?
To an old father, nothing is more sweet than a daughter. Boys are more spirited, but their ways are not so tender.