What Good Is Speed If The Brain

When I Could Not See The Light With My Blind Eyes, I Blamed Not My Eyes, But The Sun.

It Is Idle To Play The Lyre For An Ass.

Why Do You Not Practise What You Preach.

No One Cares To Speak To An Unwilling Listener. An Arrow Never Lodges In A Stone: Often It Recoils Upon The Shooter Of It.

A Fat Stomach Never Breeds Fine Thoughts.