It Is The Nature Of The Unfortunate

Let Deeds Correspond With Words. [lat., Dictis Facta Suppetant.]

That's A Miserable And Cursed Word, To Say I Had, When What I Have Is Nothing.

For Enemies Carry About Slander Not In The Form In Which It Took Its Rise . The Scandal Of Men Is Everlasting; Even Then Does It Survive When You Would Suppose It To Be Dead.

The Prudent Man Really Frames His Own Fortunes For Himself.

This Is The Great Fault Of Wine; It First Trips Up The Feet: It Is A Cunning Wrestler.