He That Has Patience May Compass Anything.

The Devil Was Sick - The Devil A Monk Would Be, The Devil Was Well The Devil A Monk Was He

All Things Have Their Ends And Cycles. And When They Have Reached Their Highest Point, They Are In Their Lowest Ruin, For They Cannot Last For Long In Such A State. Such Is The End For Those Who Cannot Moderate Their Fortune And Prosperity With Reason And Temperance.

Don't Limp In Front Of The Lame.

There Is No Truer Cause Of Unhappiness Amongst Men Than, Where Naturally Expecting Charity And Benevolence, They Receive Harm And Vexation.

The Belly Has No Ears Nor Is It To Be Filled With Fair Words.