I Count Him Lost, Who Is Lost

How Bitter It Is To Reap A Harvest Of Evil For Good That You Have Done! [lat., Ut Acerbum Est, Pro Benefactis Quom Mali Messem Metas!]

It Well Becomes A Young Man To Be Modest.

He Is Hailed A Conqueror Of Conquerors. [lat., Victor Victorum Cluet.]

He Who Rushes Headlong Into Love Will Fare Worse Than If He Had Cast Himself From A Precipice.

If You Say Hard Things You Must Expect To Hear Them In Return.