Chance fights ever on the side of the prudent.
There is one thing alone that stands the brunt of life throughout its course; a quiet conscience.
Worse than a true evil is it to bear the burden of faults that are not truly yours.
Short is the joy that guilty pleasure brings.
Delusive hope still points to distant good.
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.