I Have Lost My Oil And My

Food Of Acheron. (grave.) [lat., Pabulum Acheruntis.]

In Everything The Middle Course Is The Best; Everything In Excess Brings Trouble.

Whatever Disgrace We May Have Deserved, It Is Almost Always In Our Power To Re-establish Our Character.

What You Lend Is Lost; When You Ask For It Back, You May Find A Friend Made An Enemy By Your Kindness. If You Begin To Press Him Further, You Have The Choice Of Two Things - Either To Lose Your Loan Or Lose Your Friend.

It Is The Nature Of The Unfortunate To Be Spiteful, And To Envy Those Who Are Well To Do.