A thankful man owes a courtesy ever; the unthankful but when he needs it.
Whom hatred frights, let him not dream of sovereignty.
All concord's born of contraries.
The day For whose returns, and many, all these pray; And so do I.
The covetous man never has money. The prodigal will have none shortly.
Truth is man's proper good, and the only immortal thing was given to our mortality to use.