I Suspect That Hunger Was My Mother.

Whatever Disgrace We May Have Deserved, It Is Almost Always In Our Power To Re-establish Our Character.

To Blow And To Swallow At The Same Time Is Not Easy; I Cannot At The Same Time Be Here And Also There. [lat., Simul Flare Sorbereque Haud Facile Est: Ego Hic Esse Et Illic Simul, Haud Potui.]

He Who Has In Due Season Become Rich, Unless He Saves In Due Season, Will In Due Season Starve.

He Who Falls In Love Meets A Worse Fate Than He Who Leaps From A Rock.

Give Assistance, And Receive Thanks Lighter Than A Feather: Injure A Man, And His Wrath Will Be Like Lead.