All Sorrows Are Bearable, If There Is

Every Man Is The Son Of His Own Works.

Modesty, Tis A Virtue Not Often Found Among Poets, For Almost Every One Of Them Thinks Himself The Greatest In The World.

The Wicked Are Always Ungrateful.

When Good Luck Knocks At The Door, Let Him In And Keep Him There.

There Are Two Kinds Of People In This World, My Grandmother Used To Say: The Have's And The Have-not's, And She Stuck To The Have's. And Today, Señor Don Quixote, People Are More Interested In Having Than In Knowing. An Ass Covered With Gold Makes A Better Impression Than A Horse With A Packsaddle.