That City In Which Those Who Are

Laws Are Like Spiders Webs Which, If Anything Small Falls Into Them They Ensnare It, But Large Things Break Through And Escape.

Satiety Comes Of Riches And Contumaciousness Of Satiety.

Rich People Without Wisdom And Learning Are But Sheep With Golden Fleeces.

An Unlucky Rich Man Is More Capable Of Satisfying His Desires And Of Riding Out Disaster When It Strikes, But A Lucky Man Is Better Off Than Him...he Is The One Who Deserves To Be Described As Happy. But Until He Is Dead, You Had Better Refrain From Calling Him Happy, And Just Call Him Fortunate.

Laws Are Like Spider's Webs: If Some Poor Weak Creature Comes Up Against Them, It Is Caught; But A Big One Can Break Through And Get Away.