Accurst Be He That First Invented War.

Goodness Is Beauty In The Best Estate.

Who Hateth Me But For My Happiness? Or Who Is Honored Now But For His Wealth? Rather Had I, A Jew, Be Hated Thus, Than Pitied In A Christian Poverty.

Live And Die In Aristotle's Works.

Above Our Life We Love A Steadfast Friend.

Lone Women, Like To Empty Houses, Perish.