It Is A Wretched Thing To Live

The Guilty Are Alarmed And Turn Pale At The Slightest Thunder.

O Poverty, Thy Thousand Ills Combined Sink Not So Deep Into The Generous Mind, As The Contempt And Laughter Of Mankind.

There Is No Reliance To Be Placed On Appearance.

It Is Sheer Madness To Live In Want In Order To Be Wealthy When You Die.

Give Up All Hope Of Peace So Long As Your Mother-in-law Is Alive.