In Everything The Middle Road Is Best.

He Is A Friend Who, In Dubious Circumstances, Aids In Deeds When Deeds Are Necessary.

If I Can Only Keep My Good Name, I Shall Have Riches Enough.

The Fool Too Late, His Substance Eaten Up, Reckons The Cost.

There Are Occasions When It Is Undoubtedly Better To Incur Loss Than To Make Gain.

Fortune Moulds And Circumscribes Human Affairs As She Pleases. [lat., Fortuna Humana Fingit Artatque Ut Lubet.]