Wealth breeds satiety, satiety outrage.
Often the wicked prosper, while the righteous starve; yet I would never exchange my state for theirs, my virtue for their gold. For mine endures, while riches change their owner every day.
Wealth I desire to have; but wrongfully to get it, I do not wish.
Satiety comes of riches and contumaciousness of satiety.
Put more trust in nobility of character than in an oath.
In all things that you do, consider the end.