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Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call today his own He who secure within can say Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
He who postpones the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he crosses.
We rarely find anyone who can say he has lived a happy life, and who, content with his life, can retire from the world like a satisfied guest.
Multa ferunt anni venientes commoda secum, Multa recedentes adimiunt. (The years, as they come, bring many agreeable things with them as they go, they take many away.)
Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents, which in prosperous circumstances would have lain dormant.
In the midst of hopes and cares, of apprehensions and of disquietude, regard every day that dawns upon you as if it was to be your last then super-added hours, to the enjoyment of which you had not looked forward, will prove an acceptable boon.
He that holds fast the golden mean, And lives contentedly between The little and the great, Feels not the wants that pinch the poor, Nor plagues that haunt the rich man?s door, Embittering all his state.
He's happy who, far away from business, like the races of men of old, tills his ancestral fields with his own oxen, unbound by any interest to pay.
It is not the rich man you should properly call happy, but him who knows how to use with wisdom the blessings of the gods, to endure hard poverty, and who fears dishonor worse than death, and is not afraid to die for cherished friends or fatherland.
Many brave men lived before Agamemnon but all are overwhelmed in eternal night, unwept, unknown, because they lack a sacred poet.
Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque revenit. (You may drive nature out with a pitchfork, she will nevertheless come back.)
One gains universal applause who mingles the useful with the agreeable, at once delighting and instructing the reader.
There is a measure in everything. There are fixed limits beyond which and short of which right cannot find a resting place.
Think to yourself that every day is your last the hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise.
Who then is free? The one who wisely is lord of themselves, who neither poverty, death or captivity terrify, who is strong to resist his appetites and shun honors, and is complete in themselves smooth and round like a globe.