I flee who chases me and chase who flees me.
Cunning leads to knavery. It is but a step from one to the other, and that very slippery. Only lying makes the difference; add that to cunning, and it is knavery.
Let the man who does not wish to be idle, fall in love.
The result proves the wisdom of the act.
Man looks aloft, and with erected eyes Beholds his hereditary skies.
Work while your strength and years permit you; crooked age will by-and-by come upon you with silent foot.