Get money first; virtue comes after.
Those who want much, are always much in need; happy the man to whom God gives with a sparing hand what is sufficient for his wants.
Blind self-love, vanity, lifting aloft her empty head, and indiscretion, prodigal of secrets more transparent than glass, follow close behind.
The mad is either insane or he is composing verses.
No verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water.
Pale death approaches with equal step, and knocks indiscriminately at the door of teh cottage, and the portals of the palace.