Sometimes The Slow Ones Blame

Forbear Harping On What Was Of Yore, For It Is The Common Lot Of Mortals To Sustain The Ups And Downs Of Fortune.

Fine Clothes May Disguise, But Silly Words Will Disclose A Fool

We Would Often Be Sorry If Our Wishes Were Gratified.

Don't Kill The Goose That Lays The Golden Egg.

A Consciousness Of Misfortunes Arising From A Man's Own Misconduct Aggravates Their Bitterness.