He Who Would Eat The Kernel, Must

Riches, Rightly Used, Breed Delight.

If You Are Wise, Be Wise; Keep What Goods The Gods Provide You.

Flying Without Feathers Is Not Easy: My Wings Have No Feathers.

Love Has Both Its Gall And Honey In Abundance: It Has Sweetness To The Taste, But It Presents Bitterness Also To Satiety.

If Anything Is Spoken In Jest, It Is Not Fair To Turn It To Earnest.