Life's Tragedy Is That We Get Old

If I Knew A Miser, Who Gave Up Every Kind Of Comfortable Living, All The Pleasure Of Doing Good To Others, All The Esteem Of His Fellow-citizens, And The Joys Of Benevolent Friendship, For The Sake Of Accumulating Wealth. Poor Man, Said I, You Pay Too Much For Your Whistle.

Moderation In All Things - Including Moderation.

Industry Need Not Wish.

Even Peace May Be Purchased At Too High A Price.

Content And Riches Seldom Meet Together, Riches Take Thou, Contentment I Had Rather.