Keep alive the light of justice, And much that men say in blame will pass you by.
Rightness of judgment is bitterness to the heart.
We must believe in the gods no longer if injustice is to prevail over justice.
The care of God for us is a great thing, if a man believe it at heart: it plucks the burden of sorrow from him.
My tongue swore, but my mind was still unpledged.
If one must do a wrong, it’s best to do it pursuing power-otherwise, let’s have virtue.
Enjoy yourself, drink, call the life you live today your own; but only that, the rest belongs to chance.
Old age is not a total misery. Experience helps.
The new-come stepmother hates the children born to a first wife.
We pay a high price for intelligence. Wisdom hurts.
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.