One Gets A Cross For His Crime,

Trust To A Plank, Draw Precarious Breath, At Most Seven Inches From The Jaws Of Death.

Wisdom Is The Winner Over Good Luck.

It Is A Wretched Thing To Rest Upon The Fame Of Others, Lest, The Supporting Pillar Being Removed, The Superstructure Should Collapse In Ruin.

From Where Can Your Authority And License As A Parent Come From, When You Who Are Old, Do Worse Things?

There's No Effrontery Like That Of A Woman Caught In The Act; Her Very Guilt Inspires Her With Wrath And Insolence.