Of all creatures that breathe and move upon the earth, nothing is bred that is weaker than man.

I say no wealth is worth my life.

Oceanus, the genesis of all...

Miserable mortals who, like leaves, at one moment flame with life, eating the produce of the land, and at another moment weakly perish

For love deceives the best of woman kind.

Who love too much, hate in the like extreme.

For Fate has wove the thread of life with pain, And twins ev'n from the birth are Misery and Man!

Life is not to be bought with heaps of gold; Not all Apollo's Pythian treasures hold, Or Troy once held, in peace and pride of sway, Can bribe the poor possession of the day.

Be still my heart; thou hast known worse than this.