Autumn Is The Harvest Of Greedy Death.

Ask For A Valiant Heart Which Has Banished The Fear Of Death, Which Looks Upon Length Of Days As One Of The Least Of Nature's Gifts; Which Is Able To Suffer Every Kind Of Hardship, Is Proof Against Anger, Craves For Nothing, And Reckons The Trials And Gruelling Labours Of Hercules As More Desirable Blessings Than The Amorous Ease And The Banquets And Cushions Of Sardanapallus. The Things That I Recommend You Can Grant To Yourself.

Common Sense Among Men Of Fortune Is Rare.

For The Gods, Instead Of What Is Most Pleasing, Will Give What Is Most Proper. Man Is Dearer To Them Than He Is To Himself.

A Third Heir Seldom Enjoys What Has Been Dishonestly Acquired.

Whenever Fortune Wishes To Joke, She Lifts People From What Is Humble To The Highest Extremity Of Affairs.