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

The man who knows when not to act is wise. To my mind, bravery is forethought.

New faces have more authority than accustomed ones.

Youth holds no society with grief.

Anger exceeding limits causes fear and excessive kindness eliminates respect.

To an old father, nothing is more sweet than a daughter. Boys are more spirited, but their ways are not so tender.

The good and the wise lead quiet lives.

Do we, holding that the gods exist, deceive ourselves with unsubstantial dreams and lies, while random careless chance and change alone control the world?

Fortune truly helps those who are of good judgment.

No one is happy all his life long.

O what will she do, a soul bitten into with wrong?

Life is a short affair; we should try to make it smooth, and free from strife

Joint undertakings stand a better chance when they benefit both sides.

He was a wise man who originated the idea of God.

Where there are two, one cannot be wretched, and one not

Do not consider painful what is good for you.

Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm.

Better a humble heart, a lowly life. Untouched by greatness let me live – and live. Not too little, not too much: there safety lies.

Friends show their love – in times of trouble, not in happiness

Experience, travel – these are as education in themselves

Sweet is the remembrance of troubles when you are in safety.

Forgive, son; men are men; they needs must err.

Who knoweth if to die be but to live, and that called life by mortals be but death?

The wisest men follow their own direction.

The best of seers is he who guesses well.

In misfortune, what friend remains a friend?

God hates violence. He has ordained that all men fairly possess their property, not seize it.

The greatest pleasure of life is love.

Who so neglects learning in his youth loses the past and is dead to the future.’

I would prefer as friend a good man ignorant than one more clever who is evil too.

A bad beginning makes a bad ending

The best prophet is common sense, our native wit.

Better a serpent than a stepmother!

The bold are helpless without cleverness.

Who can stop grief’s avalanche once it starts to roll.

Time will explain it all. He is a talker, and needs no questioning before he speaks.

This is slavery, not to speak one’s thought.

When a man’s stomach is full it makes no difference whether he is rich or poor.

It is the gods’ best gift.