Gifts are like hooks.
Be content to be what you are, and prefer nothing to it, and do not fear or wish for your last day.
If fame is to come only after death, I am in no hurry for it.
He writes nothing whose writings are not read.
Conceal a flaw, and the world will imagine the worst.
Gifts are like fish-hooks; for who is not aware that the greedy char is deceived by the fly which he swallows?