Much effort, much prosperity.
Slight not what's near through aiming at what's far.
The bold are helpless without cleverness.
When a good man is hurt all who would be called good must suffer with him.
In goodness there are all kinds of wisdom.
The good and the wise lead quiet lives.
There is nothing like the sight of an old enemy down on his luck.
That glittering hope is immemorial and beckons many men to their undoing.
'Twas but my tongue, 'twas not my soul that swore.
People that seem so glorious are all show; underneath they are like everyone else.
Every man is like the company he is wont to keep.
Often a noble face hides filthy ways.