Youth Is A Continual Intoxication;

No Accidents Are So Unlucky [bad] But That The Wise May Draw Some Advantage [good] From Them.

The Defects Of The Mind, Like Those Of The Face, Grow Worse With Age.

A Person Well Satisfied With Themselves Is Seldom Satisfied With Others, And Others, Rarely Are With Them.

The First Lover Is Kept A Long While, When No Offer Is Made Of A Second.

There Are Heroes Of Wickedness, As There Are Of Goodness.