Whoever cultivates the golden mean avoids both the poverty of a hovel and the envy of a palace.
He who postpones the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he crosses.
It is your concern when your neighbor's wall is on fire.
Life is largely a matter of expectation.
Pale Death with impartial tread beats at the poor mans cottage door and at the palaces of kings.