Delight In Splendor Is No More Than

The Fountains Of Sacred Rivers Flow Upwards (i.e., Everything Is Turned Topsy Turvy).

Nothing's As Good As Holding On To Safety.

Sufficiency's Enough For Men Of Sense.

Vengeance Comes Not Slowly Either Upon You Or Any Other Wicked Man, But Steals Silently And Imperceptibly, Placing Its Foot On The Bad.

In Case Of Dissension, Never Dare To Judge Till You've Heard The Other Side.