What can be found equal to modesty, uncorrupt faith, the sister of justice, and undisguised truth?
Nothing is too high for the daring of mortals: we storm heaven itself in our folly.
The mountains are in labour, the birth will be an absurd little mouse.
Riches are first to be sought for; after wealth, virtue.
Be brief, that the mind may catch thy precepts, and the more easily retain them.
No, but you're wrong now, and always will be.