Death is easier than a wretched life; and better never to have born than to live and fare badly.
Since long I've held silence a remedy for harm.
It is easy when we are in prosperity to give advice to the afflicted.
There are times when fear is good. It must keep its watchful place at the heart's controls. There is advantage in the wisdom won from pain.
I, schooled in misery, know many purifying rites, and I know where speech is proper and where silence.
Who, except the gods, can live time through forever without any pain?
My friends, whoever has had experience of evils knows how whenever a flood of ills comes upon mortals, a man fears everything; but whenever a divine force cheers on our voyage, then we believe that the same fate will always blow fair.
When a match has equal partners then I fear not.
What exists outside is a man's concern; let no woman give advice; and do no mischief within doors.
It is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but the man the oath.
God lends a helping hand to the man who tries hard.
For somehow this disease inheres in tyranny, never to trust one's friends.
The evils of mortals are manifold; nowhere is trouble of the same wing seen.
Call no man happy till he is dead.
What good is it to live a life that brings pains?
For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another's happiness.
For children preserve the fame of a man after his death.
In every tyrant's heart there springs in the end this poison, that he cannot trust a friend.
Death is better, a milder fate than tyranny.
The anvil of justice is planted firm, and fate who makes the sword does the forging in advance.
Wisdom comes alone through suffering.
What is there more kindly than the feeling between host and guest?
We shall perish by guile just as we slew.
There is no disgrace in an enemy suffering ill at an enemy's hand, when you hate mutually.
I'm not afraid of storms, for I'm learning to sail my ship.