Children Are Sweet As The Buds In

Let No One Think Of Me That I Am Humble Or Weak Or Passive; Let Them Understand I Am Of A Different Kind: Dangerous To My Enemies, Loyal To My Friends. To Such A Life Glory Belongs.

Do Not Consider Painful What Is Good For You.

Waste No Tears Over The Griefs Of Yesterday.

When One With Honeyed Words But Evil Mind Persuades The Mob, Great Woes Befall The State.

Joint Undertakings Stand A Better Chance When They Benefit Both Sides.