Tis not the belly's hunger that costs so much, but its pride

Let the man, who would be grateful, think of repaying a kindness, even while receiving it.

One must steer, not talk.

Home joys are blessed of heaven.

Why does no one confess his sins? Because he is yet in them. It is for a man who has awoke from sleep to tell his dreams.

The man who thinks only of his own generation is born for few.

What nature requires is obtainable, and within easy reach. It is for the superfluous we sweat.