A Contented Mind Is The Best Source

I Suspect That Hunger Was My Mother.

The Gods Give That Man Some Profit To Whom They Are Propitious. [lat., Cui Homini Dii Propitii Sunt Aliquid Objiciunt Lucri.]

Women Have Many Faults, But The Worst Of Them All Is That They Are Too Pleased With Themselves And Take Too Little Pains To Please The Men.

We Should Try To Succeed By Merit, Not By Favor. He Who Does Well Will Always Have Patrons Enough. [lat., Virtute Ambire Oportet, Non Favitoribus. Sat Habet Favitorum Semper, Qui Recte Facit.]

He Whom The Gods Love Dies Young.