A Contented Mind Is The Best Source

We Are Pouring Our Words Into A Sieve, And Lose Our Labor. [lat., In Pertusum Ingerimus Dicta Dolium, Operam Ludimus.]

I Suspect That Hunger Was My Mother.

Let A Man Who Wants To Find Abundance Of Employment Procure A Woman And A Ship: For No Two Things Do Produce More Trouble If You Begin To Equip Them; Neither Are These Two Things Ever Equipped Enough.

The Bell Never Rings Of Itself; Unless Some One Handles Or Moves It It Is Dumb. [lat., Nunquam Aedepol Temere Tinniit Tintinnabulum; Nisi Quis Illud Tractat Aut Movet, Mutum Est, Tacet.]

Smooth Words In Place Of Gifts. [lat., Dicta Docta Pro Datis.]