There is a measure in everything. There are fixed limits beyond which and short of which right cannot find a resting place.
High descent and meritorious deeds, unless united to wealth, are as useless as seaweed.
There are words and accents by which this grief can be assuaged, and the disease in a great measure removed.
Humble things become the humble.
Take heed lest you stumble.
As shines the moon amid the lesser fires.