He who accepts his poverty unhurt I'd say is rich although he lacked a shirt. But truly poor are they who whine and fret and covet what they cannot hope to get.

A love grown old is not the love once new.

Patience is a conquering virtue.

If were not foolish young, were foolish old.

And when a beest is deed, he hath no peyne; But man after his deeth moot wepe and pleyne.

Mercy surpasses justice.

In the stars is written the death of every man.