He wears himself out by his labours, and grows old through his love of possessing wealth.
The covetous person is full of fear; and he or she who lives in fear will ever be a slave.
What we learn only through the ears makes less impression upon our minds than what is presented to the trustworthy eye.
The mountains are in labour, the birth will be an absurd little mouse.
A picture is a poem without words
The body oppressed by excesses bears down the mind, and depresses to the earth any portion of the divine spirit we had been endowed with.