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What men have seen they know; But what shall come hereafter No man before the event can see, Nor what end waits for him.
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For the wretched one night is like a thousand; for someone faring well death is just one more night.
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It can be no dishonor to learn from others when they speak good sense.
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Whoever lives among many evils just as I, how can dying not be a source of gain?
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Fortune never helps the fainthearted.
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The Most beautiful human deed, is to be useful to others.
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But the power of destiny is something awesome; neither wealth, nor Ares, nor a tower, nor dark-hulled ships might escape it.
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Numberless are the world's wonders, but none More wonderful than man.
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More men come to doom through dirty profits than are kept by them.
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Remember, nothing succeeds without toil.
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Whoever thinks that he alone has speech, or possesses speech or mind above others, when unfolded such men are seen to be empty.
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It is best to live however one can be.
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No one longs to live more than someone growing old.
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Even from the first it is meek to seek the impossible.
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When he endures nothing but endless miseries-- What pleasure is there in living the day after day, Edging slowly back and forth toward death? Anyone who warms their heart with the glow Of flickering hope is worth nothing at all. The noble man should either live with honor or die with honor. That's all there is to be said.
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Troubles hurt the most when they prove self-inflicted.
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Fortune raises up and fortune brings low both the man who fares well and the one who fares badly; and there is no prophet of the future for mortal men.
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Men whose wit has been mother of villainy once have learned from it to be evil in all things.
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And if my present deeds are foolish in thy sight, it may be that a foolish judge arraigns my folly.
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Many are the things that man seeing must understand. Not seeing, how shall he know what lies in the hand of time to come?
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