Is then thy knowledge of no value, unless another know that thou possessest that knowledge?

Lives there the man with soul so dead as to disown the wish to merit the people's applause, and having uttered words worthy to be kept in cedar oil to latest times, to leave behind him rhymes that dread neither herrings nor frankincense.

Check disease in its approach.

He conquers who endures.

Hunger is the teacher of the arts and the bestower of invention. -Magister artis ingenique largitor Venter

The man who wishes to bend me with his tale of woe must shed true tears - not tears that have been got ready overnight.

The belly is the giver of genius.