The Childless Escape Much Misery.

My Hands Are Clean, But My Heart Has Somewhat Of Impurity.

When A Wise Man Chooses A Sane Basis For His Arguments, It Is No Great Task To Speak Well.

The Man Who Knows When Not To Act Is Wise. To My Mind Bravery If Forethought.

And Wealth Abides Not, It Is But For A Day.

The Fountains Of Sacred Rivers Flow Upwards (i.e., Everything Is Turned Topsy Turvy).