Neither Wealth Or Greatness Render Us Happy.

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.]

One Should Stick To The Sort Of Thing For Which One Was Made; I Tried To Be An Herbalist, Whereas I Should Keep To The Butchers Trade.

Let Us Not Overstrain Our Talents, Lest We Do Nothing Gracefully.

We Risk All In Being Too Greedy.

Patience And Perseverance At Lengthaccomplish More Than Anger Or Brute Strength.