In All Things That You Do, Consider

Laws Are Like Spider's Webs: If Some Poor Weak Creature Comes Up Against Them, It Is Caught; But A Big One Can Break Through And Get Away.

Watch Well Each Separate Citizen, Lest Having In His Heart Of Hearts A Secret Spear, One Still May Come Saluting You With Cheerful Face, And Utter With A Double Tongue The Feigned Good Wishes Of His Wary Mind.

Satiety Comes Of Riches And Contumaciousness Of Satiety.

Wealth Breeds Satiety, Satiety Outrage.

An Unlucky Rich Man Is More Capable Of Satisfying His Desires And Of Riding Out Disaster When It Strikes, But A Lucky Man Is Better Off Than Him...he Is The One Who Deserves To Be Described As Happy. But Until He Is Dead, You Had Better Refrain From Calling Him Happy, And Just Call Him Fortunate.