It is the brave man’s part to live with glory, or with glory die.
Of all human ills, greatest is fortune’s wayward tyranny.
It’s terrible when the one who does the judging judges things all wrong.
The happiest life is to be without thought.
The shimmering night does not stay for mortals, not misfortunes, nor wealth, but in a moment it is gone, and to the turn of another comes joy and loss.
Do not grieve yourself too much for those you hate, nor yet forget them utterly.
Fortune raises up and fortune brings low both the man who fares well and the one who fares badly; and there is no prophet of the future for mortal men.
You win the victory when you yield to friends.
Show me the man who keeps his house in hand, He’s fit for public authority.
To be doing good deeds is man’s most glorious task.
War never takes a wicked man by chance, the good man always.
There is an ancient saying, famous among men, that thou shouldst not judge fully of a man’s life before he dieth, whether it should be called blest or wretched.
The tyrant is a child of Pride Who drinks from his sickening cup Recklessness and vanity, Until from his high crest headlong He plummets to the dust of hope.
For the dead there are no more toils.
Death is not the greatest of evils; it is worse to want to die, and not be able to.
Whoe’er imagines prudence all his own, Or deems that he hath powers to speak and judge Such as none other hath, when they are known, They are found shallow.
For the wretched one night is like a thousand; for someone faring well death is just one more night.
A cunning fellow is man, inventive beyond all expectation, he reaches sometimes evil and sometimes good.
But this is a true saying among men: the gifts of enemies are no gifts and profitless.
There is a point beyond which even justice becomes unjust.