There seems to be some pleasure for women in sick talk of one another.

Talk sense to a fool and he calls you foolish.

The gods visit the sins of the fathers upon the children.

No man on earth is truly free, All are slaves of money or necessity. Public opinion or fear of prosecution forces each one, against his conscience, to conform.

Greatness brings no profit to people. God indeed, when in anger, brings greater ruin to great mens houses.

May he die with no joy at his end, The man who won't be troubled To unlock the keys of his heart and make a friend.

Disaster appears, to crush one man now, but afterward another.