Satiety comes of riches and contumaciousness of satiety.
What thou seest, speak of with caution.
Reprove your friend privately, commend him publicly.
If through your vices you afflicted are, Lay not the blame of your distress on God; You made your rulers mighty, gave them guards, So now you groan 'neath slavery's heavy rod.
Call no man happy until he is dead.
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.