This Great Misfortune, To Be

The Sweetest Of All Sounds Is That Of The Voice Of The Woman We Love.

A Vain Man Finds His Account In Speaking Good Or Evil Of Himself.

There Is Nothing Which Continues Longer Than A Moderate Fortune; Nothing Of Which One Sees Sooner The End Than A Large Fortune.

One Seeks To Make The Loved One Entirely Happy, Or, If That Cannot Be, Entirely Wretched.

There Are Only Two Ways By Which To Rise In This World, Either By One's Own Industry Or By The Stupidity Of Others.