Those who would learn must suffer. In our own despair, against our will, wisdom comes to us.

Let there be wealth without tears; enough for the wise man who will ask no further.

Alas for the affairs of men! When they are fortunate you might compare them to a shadow; and if they are unfortunate, a wet sponge with one dash wipes the picture away.

Ah, lives of men! When prosperous they glitter - Like a fair picture; when misfortune comes - A wet sponge at one blow has blurred the painting.

The best by far is to marry in one's own rank.

Justice turns the scale, bringing to some learning through suffering.

As long as there are men the bulwark is safe.