If You Are Wise, Live As You

At Twenty A Man Is A Peacock, At Thirty A Lion, At Forty A Camel, At Fifty A Serpent, At Sixty A Dog, At Seventy An Ape, At Eighty A Nothing At All.

God Himself Chasteneth Not With A Rod But With Time.

Fortune Pays You Sometimes For The Intensity Of Her Favors By The Shortness Of Their Duration. She Soon Tires Of Carrying Any One Long On Her Shoulders.

Evil Report Carries Further Than Any Applause.

To Equal A Predecessor, One Must Have Twice They Worth.