Virtue Proceeds Through Effort.

The Same Man Cannot Well Be Skilled In Everything; Each Has His Special Excellence.

Authority Is Never Without Hate.

It Was My Tongue That Swore; My Heart Is Unsworn.

Human Misery Must Somewhere Have A Stop; There Is No Wind That Always Blows A Storm; Great Good Fortune Comes To Failure In The End. All Is Change; All Yields Its Place And Goes; To Persevere, Trusting In What Hopes He Has, Is Courage In A Man. The Coward Despairs.

I Envy That Man Who Passes Through Life Safely, To The World And Fame Unknown.