No Law Is Sufficiently Convenient To All.

Nothing Stings Us So Bitterly As The Loss Of Money

It Is When Fortune Is The Most Propitious That She Is Least To Be Trusted.

The Populace Is Like The Sea Motionless In Itself, But Stirred By Every Wind, Even The Lightest Breeze.

No Man Likes To Be Surpassed By Those Of This Own Level.

Adversity Reminds Men Of Religion.