The Thirst Of Desire Is Never Filled,

Like, According To The Old Proverb, Naturally Goes With Like.

For Even If The Allotted Space Of Life Be Short, It Is Long Enough In Which To Live Honorably And Well.

No One Sees What Is Before His Feet: They Scan The Tracks Of Heaven.

There Is Pleasure In Calm Remembrance Of A Past Sorrow.

All Soils Are Not Fertile.