Giton's caresses, "You are fools," exclaimed Eumolpus, "you certainly are: here you are gifted with talents enough to make your fortunes and you still lead a life of misery, and every day you bring new torments upon yourselves, as the fruits of your own acts!)" ETEXT EDITOR'S BOOKMARKS: Death is never far from those who seek him Esteeming nothing except what is rare Love or art never yet made anyone rich Man is hated when he declares himself an enemy to all vice Propensity of pouring one's personal troubles into another's ear Whatever we have, we despise