No Man Is Wise Enough

No Man Has Perpetual Good Fortune. [lat., Nulli Est Homini Perpetuum Bonum.]

I Regard That Man As Lost, Who Has Lost His Sense Of Shame.

Fortune Moulds And Circumscribes Human Affairs As She Pleases. [lat., Fortuna Humana Fingit Artatque Ut Lubet.]

Where There Are Friends There Is Wealth.

Property Is Unstable, And Youth Perishes In A Moment. Life Itself Is Held In The Grinning Fangs Of Death, Yet Men Delay To Obtain Release From The World. Alas, The Conduct Of Mankind Is Surprising.