May dawn, as the proverb goes, bring happy tidings coming from her mother night.
For the impious act begets more after it, like to the parent stock.
Of prosperity mortals can never have enough.
It is a light thing for whoever keeps his foot outside trouble to advise and counsel him that suffers.
My friends, whoever has had experience of evils knows how whenever a flood of ills comes upon mortals, a man fears everything; but whenever a divine force cheers on our voyage, then we believe that the same fate will always blow fair.
We spoil ourselves with scruples long as things go well.
With our own feathers, not by others' hands, Are we now smitten.
There are times when fear is good. It must keep its watchful place at the heart's controls.
Misfortune wandering the same track lights now upon one and now upon another.
The tongue of slander is too prompt with wanton malice to wound the stranger.
No one can count the terrors that the earth spawns, catastrophic, gruesome, and the vast arms of the sea swarm with brute monsters bent on harm, and everywhere between the sky and ground lights bloom by day in flares and sudden bolts; and birds and beasts alike can tell of the whirlwind's whirling wrath.
A prosperous fool is a grievous burden.
I pray the gods some respite from the weary task of this long year's watch that lying on the Atreidae's roof on bended arm, dog- like, I have kept, marking the conclave of all night's stars, those potentates blazing in the heavens that bring winter and summer to mortal men, the constellations, when they wane, when they rise.
I willingly speak to those who know, but for those who do not know I forget.
For this our task hath Fate spun without fail to last for ever sure, that we on man weighed down with deeds of hate should follow till the earth his life immure. Nor when he dies can he boast of being truly free.
Neither a life of anarchy nor a life under a despot should you praise. To all that lies in the middle has a god given excellence.
Of all the gods, Death only craves not gifts: Nor sacrifice, nor yet drink-offering poured Avails; no altars hath he, nor is soothed By hymns of praise. From him alone of all The powers of heaven Persuasion holds aloof.
For the marriage bed ordained by fate for men and women is stronger than an oath and guarded by Justice.
Justice shines in very smoky homes, and honors the righteous; but the gold-spangled mansions where the hands are unclean she leaves with eyes averted.
It is always the season for the old to learn.
Courage! Suffering, when it climbs highest, lasts not long.
Arrogance is truly the child of impiety, but from health of soul comes happiness, dear to all, much prayed for.
What good is it to live a life that brings pains?
Whenever a man makes haste, God too hastens with him.
Success! to thee, as to a God, men bend the knee.
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