Those they praise, but they read the others.
Genuine is the sorrow endured without anyone else knowing about it.
Birdes of a feather will flocke togither.
That which prevents disagreeable flies from feeding on your repast, was once the proud tail of a splendid bird.
Be satisfied, and pleased with what thou art, Act cheerfully and well thou allotted part; Enjoy the present hour, be thankful for the past, And neither fear, nor wish, the approaches of the last.
What quick wit is found in sudden straits!