He Who Loses Wealth Loses Much; He

All The Vices, Sancho, Bring Some Kind Of Pleasure With Them; But Envy Brings Nothing But Irritation, Bitterness, And Rage.

All I Know Is That So Long I Am Asleep I Am Rid Of All Fears And Hopes And Toils And Glory, And Long Live The Man Who Invented Sleep, The Cloak That Covers All Human Thirst.

Jests That Give Pains Are No Jests.

Make Yourself Honey And The Flies Will Devour You.

Wit And Humor Belong To Genius Alone.