He Whom The Gods Love

If I Can Only Keep My Good Name, I Shall Have Riches Enough.

This Is The Great Fault Of Wine; It First Trips Up The Feet: It Is A Cunning Wrestler.

You Little Know What A Ticklish Thing It Is To Go To Law. [lat., Nescis Tu Quam Meticulosa Res Sit Ire Ad Judicem.]

Man Is No Man, But A Wolf

If You Say Hard Things You Must Expect To Hear Them In Return.