Down On Your Knees, And Thank Heaven,

Soon All Of You Immortals Will Be As Dead As We Are! Come On Then, What Are You Waiting For? Have You Run Out Of Thunderbolts?

Moderation, The Noblest Gift Of Heaven.

That Mortal Is A Fool Who, Prospering, Thinks His Life Has Any Strong Foundation; Since Our Fortune's Course Of Action Is The Reeling Way A Madman Takes, And No One Person Is Ever Happy All The Time.

Talk Sense To A Fool And He Calls You Foolish.

Among Mortals Second Thoughts Are Wisest.