What God Does, He Does Well.

Let Us Not Overstrain Our Talents, Lest We Do Nothing Gracefully: A Clown, Whatever He May Do, Will Never Pass For A Gentleman. [fr., Ne Forcons Point Notre Talent; Nous Ne Ferions Rien Avec Grace: Jamais Un Lourdaud, Quoi Qu'il Fasse, Ne Saurit Passer Pour Galant.]

He Knoweth The Universe, And Himself He Knoweth Not.

Socrates, When Informed Of Some Derogating Speeches One Had Used Concerning Him Behind His Back, Made Only This Facetious Reply, "let Him Beat Me Too When I Am Absent.

Sensible People Find Nothing Useless.

Every Journalist Owes Tribute To The Evil One.