It is not the rich man you should properly call happy, but him who knows how to use with wisdom the blessings of the gods, to endure hard poverty, and who fears dishonor worse than death, and is not afraid to die for cherished friends or fatherland.
Those who say nothing about their poverty will obtain more than those who turn beggars.
Poverty urges us to do and suffer anything that we may escape from it, and so leads us away from virtue.
He is not poor who has the use of necessary things. [Lat., Pauper enim non est cui rerum suppetet usus.]
I praise her (Fortune) while she lasts; if she shakes her quick wings, I resign what she has given, and take refuge in my own virtue, and seek honest undowered Poverty.
