A Liar Is Full Of Oaths.

Danger Breeds Best On Too Much Confidence.

Kindness Acts Not Always As You Think; A Hated Hand Renders It Odious.

One Doesn't Wish To See Those To Whom One Owes So Much.

Just As We Never Taste Happiness In Perfection, Our Most Fortunate Successes Are Mixed With Sadness. So Too We Never Taste Sadness Completely, As Things Could Always Be Worse In Some Way And For This We Can Be Grateful.

All Evils Are Equal When They Are Extreme. [fr., Et Tous Maux Sont Pareils Alors Qu'ils Sont Extremes.]