A word to the wise is sufficient
I trust no rich man who is officiously kind to a poor man.
I regard that man as lost, who has lost his sense of shame.
Love has both its gall and honey in abundance: it has sweetness to the taste, but it presents bitterness also to satiety.
There's no such thing, you know, as picking out the best woman: it's only a question of comparative badness, brother.
Where there are sheep, the wolves are never very far away.