Wisdom is neither gold, nor silver, nor fame, nor wealth, nor health, nor strength, nor beauty.

Wise men are able to make a fitting use even of their enmities.

As those that pull down private houses adjoining to the temples of the gods, prop up such parts as are contiguous to them; so, in undermining bashfulness, due regard is to be had to adjacent modesty, good-nature and humanity.

Music, to create harmony, must investigate discord.

As small letters hurt the sight, so do small matters him that is too much intent upon them; they vex and stir up anger, which begets an evil habit in him in reference to greater affairs.

Wickedness frames the engines of her own torment. She is a wonderful artisan of a miserable life.

Let us carefully observe those good qualities wherein our enemies excel us; and endeavor to excel them, by avoiding what is faulty, and imitating what is excellent in them.