I count him lost, who is lost to shame.
To love is human, it is also human to forgive.
Property is unstable, and youth perishes in a moment. Life itself is held in the grinning fangs of Death, Yet men delay to obtain release from the world. Alas, the conduct of mankind is surprising.
If anything is spoken in jest, it is not fair to turn it to earnest.
Things unhoped for happen oftener than things we desire.
Arrogance is the outgrowth of prosperity.
Riches, rightly used, breed delight.
If you strike the goads with your fists, your hands suffer most.
The stronger always succeeds.
It is a tiresome way of speaking, when you should despatch the business, to beat about the bush.
For enemies carry about slander not in the form in which it took its rise. The scandal of men is everlasting; even then does it survive when you would suppose it to be dead.
The man who masters his own soul will forever be called conqueror of conquerors.
Enemies carry a report in form different from the original.
How often the highest talent lurks in obscurity.
It is wretched business to be digging a well just as thirst is mastering you.
I trust no rich man who is officiously kind to a poor man.
Wine is a cunning wrestler.
Fortitude is a great help in distress.
In everything the middle road is best.
What you lend is lost; when you ask for it back, you may find a friend made an enemy by your kindness. If you begin to press him further, you have the choice of two things – either to lose your loan or lose your friend.
Lupus est homo homini, non homo, quom qualis sit non novit.