As The Lily Among Thorns, So Is

And When I Was Born, I Drew In The Common Air, And Fell Upon The Earth, Which Is Of Like Nature; And The First Voice Which I Uttered Was Crying, As All Others Do.

The Sage Was Asked To Define Good Manners? To Which He Replied, To Bear Patiently The Rude Ones.

There Are Three Types Of Friends: Those Like Food Without Which You Can't Live Those Like Medicine Which You Need Occasionally And Those Like An Illness Which You Never Want.

Your Secret Is Your Prisoner; Once You Reveal It, You Become Its Slave.

If You Want To Keep Something Concealed From Your Enemy, Don't Disclose It To Your Friend.