There is nothing hard inside the olive; nothing hard outside the nut.
This was my prayer: an adequate portion of land with a garden and a spring of water and a small wood to complete the picture.
All men do not, in fine, admire or love the same thing.
The musician who always plays on the same string is laughed at.
Whatever hour God has blessed you with, take it with a grateful hand.
Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind.