There Is No Road Of Flowers Leading

Neither Blows From Pitchfork, Nor From The Lash, Can Make Him Change His Ways. [fr., Coups De Fourches Ni D'etriveres, Ne Lui Font Changer De Manieres.]

Nothing Is As Dangerous As An Ignorant Friend; A Wise Enemy Is To Be Preferred.

But A Rascal Of A Child (that Age Is Without Pity). [fr., Mais Un Pripon D'enfant (cet Age Est Sans Pitie).

What A Wonderful Thing It Is To Have A Good Friend. He Identifies Your Innermost Desires, And Spares You The Embarrassment Of Disclosing Them To Him Yourself.

Is Not Moderation An Old Refrain Ringing In Our Ears? From Which We All Refrain.