It is an ill thing to be the first to bring news of ill.
It is best for the wise man not to seem wise.
We shall perish by guile just as we slew.
In every tyrant's heart there springs in the end this poison, that he cannot trust a friend.
In the lack of judgment great harm arises, but one vote cast can set right a house.
For somehow this is tyrannys disease to trust no friends.
Justice turns the scale, bringing to some learning through suffering.
Who, except the gods, can live time through forever without any pain?
What exists outside is a man's concern; let no woman give advice; and do no mischief within doors.
Mourn for me rather as living than as dead.
To mourn and bewail your ill-fortune, when you will gain a tear from those who listen, this is worth the trouble.
There is no sickness worse for me than words that to be kind must lie.