The brash unbridled tongue, the lawless folly of fools, will end in pain. But the life of wise content is blest with quietness, escapes the storm and keeps its house secure.

Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness.

Death is what men want when the anguish of living is more than they can bear.

All men know their children mean more than life.

Out of some little thing, too free a tongue can make an outrageous wrangle.

Happy is it to place a daughter; yet it pains a father's heart when he delivers to another's house a child, the object of his tender care.

Blood streams in sacrifice; yet anguish finds no cure.