In the same [hospitable] manner that a Calabrian would press you to eat his pears.

An accomplished man to his fingertips.

Poverty urges us to do and suffer anything that we may escape from it, and so leads us away from virtue.

The great virtue of parents is a great dowry.

Let your mind, happily contented with the present, care not what the morrow will bring with it.

Joys do not fall to the rich alone; nor has he lived ill of whose birth and death no one took note.

Multa ferunt anni venientes commoda secum, Multa recedentes adimiunt. (The years, as they come, bring many agreeable things with them; as they go, they take many away.)