We Ought To Consider The End In

Beware, So Long As You Live, Of Judging Men By Their Outward Appearance.

By The Work One Knows The Workman.

Every One Turns His Dreams Into Realities As Far As He Can; Man Is Cold As Ice To The Truth, Hot As Fire To Falsehood.

Better A Living Beggar Than A Buried Emperor.

No Flowery Road Leads To Glory. [fr., Aucun Chemin De Fleurs Ne Conduit A La Gloire.]