As Pride Increases, Fortune Declines.

A Spoonful Of Honey Will Catch More Flies Than A Gallon Of Vinegar.

Praise To The Undeserving Is Severe Satire.

Behold The Rain Which Descends From Heaven Upon Our Vineyards; There It Enters The Roots Of The Vines, To Be Changed Into Wine; A Constant Proof That God Loves Us, And Loves To See Us Happy.

On Being Asked What Condition Of Man He Considered The Most Pitiable: A Lonesome Man On A Rainy Day Who Does Not Know How To Read.

If Your Riches Are Yours, Why Don't You Take Them With You To The Other World?