Waste No Tears Over The Griefs Of

To Every Man, Even Though He Be A Slave, The Light Of Heaven Is Sweet.

Neither Earth Nor Ocean Produces A Creature As Savage And Monstrous As Woman.

Mankind Led On By Gods Err All Too Easily.

What Anger Worse Or Slower To Abate Then Lovers Love When It Turns To Hate.

I Envy That Man Who Passes Through Life Safely, To The World And Fame Unknown.