I envy that man who passes through life safely, to the world and fame unknown.
The gift of a bad man can bring no good.
Money is far more persuasive than logical arguments.
The daughters of Sparta are never at home! They mingle with the young men in wrestling matches...
Do we, holding that the gods exist, deceive ourselves with insubstantial dreams and lies, while random careless chance and change alone control the world?
Account no man happy till he dies.
A sharp-tempered woman, or, for that matter, a man, Is easier to deal with than the clever type Who holds her tongue.
What else goes wrong for a woman-except her marriage?
Too much zeal offends where indirection works.
The man whom heaven helps has friends enough.
How dark are all the ways of god to man!
Power gives no purchase to the hand, it will not hold, soon perishes, and greatness goes.
Those who have not, and live in want, are a menace, Ridden with envy and fooled by demagogues.
Some men never find prosperity, For all their voyaging, While others find it with no voyaging.
In every work a reward added makes the pleasure twice as great.
Men honor property above all else; it has the greatest power in human life.
All men know their children Mean more than life. If childless people sneer- Well, they’ve less sorrow. But what lonesome luck!
Old men’s prayers for death are lying prayers, in which they abuse old age and long extent of life. But when death draws near, not one is willing to die, and age no longer is a burden to them.
Alas, how right the ancient saying is: We, who are old, are nothing else but noise And shape. Like mimicries of dreams we go, And have no wits, although we think us wise.
Neither earth nor ocean produces a creature as savage and monstrous as woman.