Money, as it increases, becomes either the master or the slave of ts owner.

When we try to avoid one fault, we are led to the opposite, unless we be very careful.

Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own: he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today. Be fair or foul or rain or shine, the joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not Heaven itself upon the past has power, but what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

Gold will be slave or master.

In avoiding one evil we fall into another, if we use not discretion.

We get blows and return them.

Force without reason falls of its own weight.