The Day, Water, Sun, Moon, Night -

He Whom The Gods Love Dies Young, While He Is In Health, Has His Senses And His Judgments Sound.

Riches, Rightly Used, Breed Delight.

There's No Such Thing, You Know, As Picking Out The Best Woman: It's Only A Question Of Comparative Badness, Brother.

We Can More Easily Endure That Which Shames Than That Which Vexes Us.

The Prudent Man Really Frames His Own Fortunes For Himself.