There Is Satiety In All

We Mortals Hear Only The News, And Know Nothing At All.

The Charity That Is A Trifle To Us Can Be Precious To Others.

I'll Get Out Of This City Alive, Even If It Kills Me!

It Is Equally Bad When One Speeds On The Guest Unwilling To Go, And When He Holds Back One Who Is Hastening. Rather One Should Befriend The Guest Who Is There, But Speed Him When He Wishes.

To Labour Is The Lot Of Man Below; And When Jove Gave Us Life, He Gave Us Woe.