Bona malis paria non sunt, etiam pari numero; nec lætitia ulla minimo mrore pensandaThe blessings of life do not equal its ills, even when of equal number; nor can any pleasure, however intense, compensate for even the slightest pain.
Ea sub oculis posita negligimus; proximorum incuriosi, longinqua sectamurWe disregard the things which lie under our eyes; indifferent to what is close at hand, we inquire after things that are far away.
Lust is an enemy to the purse, a canker to the mind, a corrosive to the conscience, a weakness of the wit, a besotter of the senses, and a mortal bane to all the body.