As a neighboring funeral terrifies sick misers, and fear obliges them to have some regard for themselves; so, the disgrace of others will often deter tender minds from vice.

In giving advice I advise you, be short.

Surely oak and threefold brass surrounded his heart who first trusted a frail vessel to the merciless ocean.

Virtue lies half way between two opposite vices.

When your throat is parched with thirst, do you desire a cup of gold?

Fortune, delighting in her cruel task, and playing her wanton game untiringly, is ever shifting her uncertain favours.

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.)