If All Men Saw The Fair And

The Fiercest Anger Of All, The Most Incurable, Is That Which Rages In The Place Of Dearest Love.

The Man Who Glories In His Luck May Be Overthrown By Destiny.

Where There Is No Wine There Is No Love.

For No Mortal Ever Attains To Blessedness. One May Be Luckier Than Another When Wealth Flows His Way, But Blessed Never.

To A Father Growing Old Nothing Is Dearer Than A Daughter.