 Indolence is the sleep of the mind. |
| To execute great things, one should live as though one would never die. |
| The fruit derived from labor is the sweetest of pleasures. |
| The wicked are always surprised to find ability in the good. |
| Clearness ornaments profound thoughts. |
| Patience is the art of hoping. |
| It is difficult to esteem a man as highly as he would wish. |
| The conscience of the dying belies their life. |
| Great thoughts come from the heart. |
| One can not be just if one is not humane. |
| The maxims of men reveal their characters. |
| When a thought is too weak to be expressed simply, it is a proof that it should be rejected. |
| Prosperity makes few friends. |
| The fool is like those people who think themselves rich with little. |
| Obscurity is the realm of error. |
