Avarice is as destitute of what it has, as poverty of what it has not.

Excessive severity misses its own aim.

He is much to be dreaded who stands in dread of poverty.

There is no fruit which is not bitter before it is ripe.

Only the bold get to the top.

Solitude is the mother of anxieties.

A small debt produces a debtor; a large one, an enemy.