-Chance is always powerful. Let your hook be always cast; in the pool where you least expect it, there will be a fish.
-I can’t live either without you or with you.
-We two form a multitude.
-The silent countenance often speaks.
-Fortune and Love befriend the bold.
-Nor is there any law more just, than that he who has plotted death shall perish by his own plot.
-The swallow is not ensnared by men because of its gentle nature.
-Yield to him who opposes you; by yielding you conquer.
-Nothing is stronger than habit.
-Take rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop.
-I attempt a difficult work; but there is no excellence without difficulty.
-While strength and years permit, endure labor; soon bent old age will come with silent foot.
-The good of other times let people state; I think it lucky I was born so late.
-We are charmed by neatness of person; let not thy hair be out of order.
-What is hid is unknown: for what is unknown there is no desire.
-Luck affects everything; let your hook always be cast; in the stream where you least expect it, there will be a fish.
-Fair peace becomes men; ferocious anger belongs to beasts.
-There is a god within us, and we have intercourse with heaven. That spirit comes from abodes on high.
-Our advantages fly away without aid. Pluck the flower.
-Do not lay on the multitude the blame that is due to a few.
-You do not know it but you are the talk of all the town.
-Those dreams are true which we have in the morning, as the lamp begins to flicker.
-In your judgment virtue requires no reward, and is to be sought for itself, unaccompanied by external benefits.
-The fish, once wounded by the treacherous hook, Fancies the barb concealed in every food.
-In war the olive branch of peace is of use.
-It is less to suffer punishment than to deserve it.
-The punishment can be remitted; the crime is everlasting.
-We have ploughed the vast ocean in a fragile bark.
-An evil life is a kind of death
-earth…had better things to offer — crops without cultivation,
fruit on the bough, honey in the hollow oak.
no one tore the ground with ploughshares
or parcelled out the land
or swept the sea with dipping oars —
the shore was the world’s end.
clever human nature, victim of your inventions,
why cordon cities with towered walls?
why arm for war?
-By faithful study of the nobler arts, our nature’s softened, and more gentle grows.