Lovely it is, when the winds are churning up the waves on the great sea, to gaze out… — Lucretius
Lovely it is, when the winds are churning up the waves on the great sea, to gaze out from the land on the great efforts of someone else; not because it's an enjoyable pleasure that somebody is in difficulties, but because it's lovely to realize what troubles you are yourself spared.
Suave, mari magno turbantibus aequora ventis, E terra magnum alterius spectare laborem. Non quia vexari quemquamst iucunda voluptas, Sed quibus ipse malis careas quia cernere suave est.
