A Wretched Child Is He Who Does

That Glittering Hope Is Immemorial And Beckons Many Men To Their Undoing.

The Good And The Wise Lead Quiet Lives.

The Brave Endure Their Labors, The Cowardly Are Worth The Cowards Nothing At All.

Necessity Is Harsh. Fate Has No Reprieve.

Of Mortals There Is No One Who Is Happy. If Wealth Flows In Upon One, One May Be Perhaps Luckier Than One's Neighbor, But Still Not Happy.