In Everything The Middle Road Is Best.

Feast To-day Makes Fast To-morrow. [lat., Festo Die Si Quid Prodegeris, Profesto Egere Liceat Nisi Peperceris.]

To Ask That Which Is Unjust At The Hands Of The Just, Is An Injustice In Itself; To Expect That Which Is Just From The Unjust, Is Simple Folly.

A Woman Smells Well When She Smells Of Nothing.

Nothing But Heaven Itself Is Better Than A Friend Who Is Really A Friend.

In Wondrous Ways Do The Gods Make Sport With Men. [lat., Miris Modis Di Ludos Faciunt Hominibus.]