There is moderation in everything.
They change their sky, not their mind, who cross the sea. A busy idleness possesses us: we seek a happy life, with ships and carriages: the object of our search is present with us.
We are all gathered to the same fold.
Fools through false shame, conceal their open wounds.
He who is greedy is always in want.
Let Apella the Jew believe it.