The fiercest anger of all, the most incurable,
Is that which rages in the place of dearest love.
Stronger than lover's love is lover's hate. Incurable, in each, the wounds they make.
Anger exceeding limits causes fear and excessive kindness eliminates respect.
Who knoweth if to die be but to live, and that called life by mortals be but death?
The man is happiest who lives from day to day and asks no more, garnering the simple goodness of life.
There is one thing alone that stands the brunt of life throughout its course; a quiet conscience.
When one with honeyed words but evil mind
Persuades the mob, great woes befall the state.