The Harvest Of Old Age Is The

He Who Suffers, Remembers.

The Whole Life Of A Philosopher Is The Meditation Of His Death.

Do Nothing Twice Over.

Prudence Must Not Be Expected From A Man Who Is Never Sober. [lat., Non Est Ab Homine Nunquam Sobrio Postulanda Prudentia.]

O Tempora! O Mores! O What Times (are These)! What Morals!