The rose is often found near the nettle.

Tempus edax rerum. Time the devourer of everything.

In an easy cause any man may be eloquent.

Few love what they may have.

Endure and persist; this pain will turn to good by and by.

There will grow from straws a mighty heap.

There is nothing in the whole world which abides. All things are in a state of ebb and flow, and every shadow passes away. Even time itself, like a river, is constantly gliding away .