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 love of money grows as the money itself grows.

Dat veniam corvis, vexat censura columbas. - Censure acquits the raven, but pursues the dove.

The abuse of cabmen in a block.

Poverty is bitter, but it has no harder pang than that it makes men ridiculous.

The finishing stroke of all sorrow.

Let nothing offensive to the ear or the eye enter these thresholds, within which youth dwells.