A sound mind in a sound body is a thing to be prayed for.
But who guards the guardians?
The grape becomes tinted from the grape it comes in contact with.
Revenge is always the weak pleasure of a little and narrow mind.
It is a wretched thing to rest upon the fame of others, lest, the supporting pillar being removed, the superstructure should collapse in ruin.
The man whose purse is empty can cheerfully sing before the robber.