Life is a short affair we should try to make it smooth, and free from strife

Do not consider painful what is good for you.

Often a noble face hides filthy ways

Judge a tree from its fruit, not from its leaves

Ten thousand men possess ten thousand hopes

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs

Whom the gods would destroy they first make mad

Happiness is brief. It will not stay. God batters at its sails

He was a wise man who originated the idea of God

Whoso neglects learning in his youth, loses the past and is dead for the future