Foolishness is indeed the sister of wickedness.
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If my body is enslaved, still my mind is free.
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Ignorant men don't know what good they hold in their hands until they've flung it away.
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Bear up, my child, bear up; Zeus who oversees and directs all things is still mighty in heaven.
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A human being is only breath and shadow.
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In particular I may mention Sophocles the poet, who was once asked in my presence, How do you feel about love, Sophocles? are you still capable of it? to which he replied, Hush! if you please: to my great delight I have escaped from it, and feel as if I had escaped from a frantic and savage master. I thought then, as I do now, that he spoke wisely. For unquestionably old age brings us profound repose and freedom from this and other passions.
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Wisdom is the supreme part of happiness.
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A day lays low and lifts up again all human things.
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Men of ill judgment ignore the good that lies within their hands, till they have lost it.
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Whoever lives among many evils just as I, how can dying not be a source of gain?
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For death is not the worst, but when one wants to die and is not able even to have that.
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Trust dies but mistrust blossoms.
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As many as are involved in misery of their own choosing, such as you, for them there is no forgiveness nor pity.
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It is best to live however one can be.
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I see the state of all of us who live, nothing more than phantoms or a weightless shadow.
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Much speech is one thing, well-timed speech is another.
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It was my care to make my life illustrious not by words more than by deeds.
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Our happiness depends on wisdom all the way.
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I see that all of us who live are nothing but images or insubstantial shadow.
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Each say following another, either hastening or putting off our death—what pleasure does it bring? I count that man worthless who is cheered...
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Money is the worst currency that ever grew among mankind. This sacks cities, this drives men from their homes, this teaches and corrupts the worthiest minds to turn base deeds.
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For money, you would sell your soul.
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Those whose life is long still strive for gain, and for all mortals all things take second place to money.
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For the wretched one night is like a thousand; for someone faring well death is just one more night.
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In a just cause the weak will beat the strong.
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Not even old age knows how to love death.
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It is terrible to speak well and be wrong.
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To be doing good deeds is man's most glorious task.
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No speech can stain what is noble by nature.
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Man is not constituted to take pleasure in the same things always.
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