Riches Bring Anxiety; Wisdom Gives Peace Of

Drink Poison Rather Than Worry.

Your Secret Is Your Prisoner; Once You Reveal It, You Become Its Slave.

The Test Of Good Manners Is To Be Patient With The Bad Ones.

There Are Three Types Of Friends: Those Like Food Without Which You Can't Live Those Like Medicine Which You Need Occasionally And Those Like An Illness Which You Never Want.

The Sage Was Asked To Define Good Manners? To Which He Replied, To Bear Patiently The Rude Ones.