To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.
It is not he who forms idols in gold or marble that makes them gods, but he who kneels before them.
The flaw which is hidden is deemed greater than it is.
Work divided is in that manner shortened.
If you want him to mourn, you had best leave him nothing.
If pale beans bubble for you in a red earthenware pot, you can often decline the dinners of sumptuous hosts.