Out Of Some Little Thing, Too Free

Do We, Holding That The Gods Exist, Deceive Ourselves With Insubstantial Dreams And Lies, While Random Careless Chance And Change Alone Control The World?

There Is Something In The Pang Of Change More Than The Heart Can Bear, Unhappiness Remembering Happiness.

Life Is A Short Affair; We Should Try To Make It Smooth, And Free From Strife.

If God Is Truly God, He Is Perfect, Lacking Nothing.

A Wise Fellow Who Is Also Worthless Always Charms The Rabble.