He Is Happy In His Wisdom Who

If You Strike The Goads With Your Fists, Your Hands Suffer Most.

This Is The Great Evil In Wine, It First Seizes The Feet; It Is A Cunning Wrestler. [lat., Magnum Hoc Vitium Vino Est, Pedes Captat Primum; Luctator Dolosu Est.]

It Is The Nature Of The Unfortunate To Be Spiteful, And To Envy Those Who Are Well To Do.

If I Can Only Keep My Good Name, I Shall Have Riches Enough.

The Sea Is Certainly Common To All.