Toil, Says The Proverb, Is The Sire

It Was My Tongue That Swore; My Heart Is Unsworn.

Everyone Asks If A Man Is Rich, No One If He Is Good.

Life Has No Blessing Like A Prudent Friend.

One Does Nothing Who Tries To Console A Despondent Person With Word. A Friend Is One Who Aids With Deeds At A Critical Time When Deeds Are Called For.

I Envy That Man Who Passes Through Life Safely, To The World And Fame Unknown.