It Is Circumstance And Proper Measure That

When The Strong Box Contains No More Both Friends And Flatterers Shun The Door.

Neither Blame Or Praise Yourself.

Rather I Fear On The Contrary That While We Banish Painful Thoughts We May Banish Memory As Well.

What Sort Of Tree Is There Which Will Not, If Neglected, Grow Crooked And Unfruitful; What But Will, If Rightly Ordered, Prove Productive And Bring Its Fruit To Maturity? What Strength Of Body Is There Which Will Not Lose Its Vigor And Fall To Decay By Laziness, Nice Usage, And Debauchery?

When The Candles Are Out All Women Are Fair.