One Often Contradicts An Opinion When What

This Woman Is Beautiful And Clever: But How Much Cleverer She Would Have Become If She Were Not Beautiful!

From The Sun I Learned This: When He Goes Down, Overrich; He Pours Gold Into The Sea Out Of Inexhaustible Riches, So That Even The Poorest Fisherman Still Rows With Golden Oars. For This I Once Saw And I Did Not Tire Of My Tears As I Watched It.

With One More Talent One Frequently Stands With Greater Instability Than With One Less, As A Table Stands Better On Three Legs Than On Four.

We Possess Art Lest We Perish Of The Truth.

If Virtue Goes To Sleep, It Will Be More Vigorous When It Awakes.