I am the child of Fortune, the giver of good, and I shall not be shamed. She is my mother; my sisters are the Seasons; my rising and my falling match with theirs. Born thus, I ask to be no other man than that I am.
Wealth makes an ugly person beautiful to look on and an incoherent speech eloquent; and wealth alone can enjoy pleasure even in sickness and can conceal its miseries.
Do not believe that you alone can be right.The man who thinks that,The man who maintains that only he has the power To reason correctly, the gift to speak, the soul-A man like that, when you know him, turns out empty.
