 Conceal a flaw, and the world will imagine the worst. |
| A man who lives everywhere lives nowhere. |
| If fame is to come only after death, I am in no hurry for it. |
| Fortune gives too much to many, enough to none. |
| You give me nothing during your life, but you promise to provide for me at your death. If you are not a fool, you know what I wish for! |
| Be content to be what you are, and prefer nothing to it, and do not fear or wish for your last day. |
| Glory paid to our ashes comes too late. |
| There is no living with thee, nor without thee. |
| Glory comes too late, after one as been reduced to ashes. |
