A Man’s Mind Is Hidden In His

The Beginning Of Wisdom Is To Desire It.

My Friend Is He Who Will Tell Me My Faults In Private.

Misfortune May Become Fortune Through Patience.

The Sage Was Asked To Define Good Manners? To Which He Replied, To Bear Patiently The Rude Ones.

There Are Three Types Of Friends: Those Like Food Without Which You Can't Live Those Like Medicine Which You Need Occasionally And Those Like An Illness Which You Never Want.