There Is No Royal Road Or Ready

Be Charitable Before Wealth Make Thee Covetous, And Loose Not The Glory Of The Mite.

For There Is A Music Wherever There Is A Harmony, Order, Or Proportion, And Thus Far We May Maintain The Music Of The Spheres.

Should Your Riches Increase, Let Your Mind Keep Pace With Them.

Half Our Days We Pass In The Shadow Of The Earth; And The Brother Of Death Exacteth A Third Part Of Our Lives.

Think Not Silence The Wisdom Of Fools; But, If Rightly Timed, The Honor Of Wise Men, Who Have Not The Infirmity, But The Virtue Of Taciturnity.