Make good use of your time, it flies fast.
All things human hang by a slender thread; and that which seemed to stand strong suddenly falls and sinks in ruins.
I flee who chases me and chase who flees me.
If the art is concealed, it succeeds.
I could not possibly count the gold-digging ruses of women, Not if I had ten mouths, not if I had ten tongues.
It is not easy to bear prosperity unruffled.