You are judged of by what you possess.
What does it avail you, if of many thorns only one be removed.
I am frightened at seeing all the footprints directed towards thy den, and none returning.
The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I contemplate my treasures in their hoard.
Punishment closely follows guilt as its companion.
The sorrowful dislike the gay, and the gay the sorrowful.