Death Never Takes The Wise Man By

We Ought Never To Scoff At The Wretched, For Who Can Be Sure Of Continued Happiness?

Patience And Time Do More Than Strength Or Passion.

Friendship Is The Shadow Of The Evening, Which Increases With The Setting Sun Of Life.

Everyone Has His Faults Which He Continually Repeats: Neither Fear Nor Shame Can Cure Them.

By The Work One Knows The Workman.