Poor Mind, From The Senses You Take

The Offender, Who Repents, Is Not Yet Lost.

Education Is An Ornament For The Prosperous, A Refuge For The Unfortunate.

One Should Practice Much Sense, Not Much Learning.

Now As Of Old The Gods Give Men All Good Things, Excepting Only Those That Are Baneful And Injurious And Useless. These, Now As Of Old, Are Not Gifts Of The Gods: Men Stumble Into Them Themselves Because Of Their Own Blindness And Folly.

Fortune Provides A Man's Table With Luxuries, Virtue With Only A Frugal Meal.