For Too Much Rest Becomes A Pain.

To Be Loved, You Have To Be Nice To People, Everyday. But To Be Hated, You Don't Have To Do Squat!

The Lot Of Man-to Suffer And Die.

There Is Nothing Alive More Agonized Than Man / Of All That Breathe And Crawl Across The Earth.

All Things Are In The Hand Of Heaven, And Folly, Eldest Of Jove's Daughters, Shuts Men's Eyes To Their Destruction. She Walks Delicately, Not On The Solid Earth, But Hovers Over The Heads Of Men To Make Them Stumble Or To Ensnare Them.

No Trust Is To Be Placed In Women.