How Often The Highest Talent Lurks In

If You Do Anything Well, Gratitude Is Lighter Than A Feather; If You Give Offense In Anything, People's Wrath Is As Heavy As Lead.

Disgrace Is Immortal, And Living Even When One Thinks It Dead.

If You Are Content, You Have Enough To Live Comfortably.

How Bitter It Is To Reap A Harvest Of Evil For Good That You Have Done! [lat., Ut Acerbum Est, Pro Benefactis Quom Mali Messem Metas!]

Love Has Both Its Gall And Honey In Abundance: It Has Sweetness To The Taste, But It Presents Bitterness Also To Satiety.