In This World We Must Help One

Neither Blows From Pitchfork, Nor From The Lash, Can Make Him Change His Ways. [fr., Coups De Fourches Ni D'etriveres, Ne Lui Font Changer De Manieres.]

Let Fools The Studious Despise, There's Nothing Lost By Being Wise.

Often We Find Our Own Destiny On The Same Roads That We Have Been Avoiding.

Foxes Are All Tail, And Women All Tongue.

Dressed In The Lion's Skin, The Ass Spread Terror Far And Wide.