To Be Ignorant Of The Lives Of

A Locanian Having Plucked All The Feathers Off From A Nightingale And Seeing What A Little Body It Had, "surely," Quoth He, "thou Art All Voice And Nothing Else.

Hesiod Might As Well Have Kept His Breath To Cool His Pottage.

It Is Part Of A Good Man To Do Great And Noble Deeds, Though He Risk Everything.

For The Wise Man, Every Day Is A Festival.

Nothing Is Cheap Which Is Superfluous, For What One Does Not Need, Is Dear At A Penny.