Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm.

This is sweet to see your foe, perish and pay to justice all he owes.

Since luck's a nine days' wonder, wait their end.

Whoso neglects learning in his youth, loses the past and is dead for the future.

One loyal friend is worth ten thousand relatives.

I hate it in friends when they come too late to help.

A wise fellow who is also worthless always charms the rabble.