Human misery must somewhere have a stop: there is no wind that always blows a storm. |
I hate it in friends when they come too late to help. |
I loathe a friend whose gratitude grows old, a friend who takes his friend's prosperity but will not voyage with him in his grief |
I love the old way best, the simple way of poison, where we too are strong as men. |
I sacrifice to no god save myself- And to my belly, greatest of deities. |
I think that fortune watcheth o'er our lives, surer than we. But well said: he who strives will find his goals strive for him equally. |
I would prefer as friend a good man ignorant than one more clever who is evil too. |
If there are no gods, All our toil is without meaning. |
If we could be twice young and twice old, we could correct all our mistakes. |
If your life at night is good, you think you have everything |
Impudence is the worst of all human diseases. |
In goodness there are all kinds of wisdom. |
In misfortune, what friend remains a friend? |
It is for the general good of all that the wicked should be punished |
It is the gods' best gift. |