He Conquers Who Endures.

Quantum Est In Rebus Inane! How Much Folly There Is In Human Affairs.

Things Fit Only To Give Weight To Smoke.

O Natal Star, Thou Producest Twins Of Widely Different Character. [lat., Geminos, Horoscope, Varo Producis Genio.]

Lives There The Man With Soul So Dead As To Disown The Wish To Merit The People's Applause, And Having Uttered Words Worthy To Be Kept In Cedar Oil To Latest Times, To Leave Behind Him Rhymes That Dread Neither Herrings Nor Frankincense.

You Pray For Good Health And A Body That Will Be Strong In Old Age. Good-but Your Rich Foods Block The Gods' Answer And Tie Jupiter's Hands.