Sufficiency's Enough For Men Of Sense.

My Hands Are Clean, But My Heart Has Somewhat Of Impurity.

Whom The Gods Destroy, They First Make Mad.

Wine Enlivens The Human Soul.

Nothing Is Hopeless; We Must Hope For Everything.

I Care For Riches, To Make Gifts To Friends, Or Lead A Sick Man Back To Health With Ease And Plenty. Else Small Aid Is Wealth For Daily Gladness; Once A Man Be Done With Hunger, Rich And Poor Are All As One.