How wealthy the gods would be if we remembered the promises we made when we were in danger.

But the shortest works are always the best.

All the brains in the world are powerless against the sort of stupidity that is in fashion.

Learn that every flatterer Lives at the flattered listeners cost.

By time and toil we sever What strength and rage could never.

What is denominated discretion in man we call cunning in brutes.

Nothing weighs more than a secret.