No Man Is Happy; He Is At

If Through Your Vices You Afflicted Are, Lay Not The Blame Of Your Distress On God; You Made Your Rulers Mighty, Gave Them Guards, So Now You Groan 'neath Slavery's Heavy Rod.

Reprove Your Friend Privately, Commend Him Publicly.

Often The Wicked Prosper, While The Righteous Starve; Yet I Would Never Exchange My State For Theirs, My Virtue For Their Gold. For Mine Endures, While Riches Change Their Owner Every Day.

Men Keep Agreements When It Is To The Advantage Of Neither To Break Them.

He Who Has Learned How To Obey Will Know How To Command.