Majestic Mighty Wealth Is The Holiest Of

Many Suffer From The Incurable Disease Of Writing, And It Becomes Chronic In Their Sick Minds.

Drooping Along The Ground The Vine Misses Its Widowed Elm.

The Thirst For Fame Is Much Greater Than That For Virtue; For Who Would Embrace Virtue Itself If You Take Away Its Rewards? [lat., Tanto Major Famae Sitis Est Quam Virtutis: Quis Enim Virtutem Amplectitur Ipsam Praemia Se Tollas.]

No Other Protection Is Wanting, Provided You Are Under The Guidance Of Prudence.

Let Me Moderate Our Sorrows. The Grief Of A Man Should Not Exceed Proper Bounds, But Be In Proportion To The Blow He Has Received. [lat., Ponamus Nimios Gemitus: Flagrantior Aequo Non Debet Dolor Esse Viri, Nec Vulnere Major.]