The Roots Of Knowledge Are Bitter, But

To Stumble Twice Against The Same Stone, Is A Proverbial Disgrace. [lat., Culpa Enim Illa, Bis Ad Eundem, Vulgari Reprehensa Proverbio Est.]

He Who Has A Garden And A Library Wants For Nothing.

There Is No Grief Which Time Does Not Lessen And Soften. [lat., Nullus Dolor Est Quem Non Longinquitas Temporis Minuat Ac Molliat.]

In The Master There Is A Servant, In The Servant A Master.

The Diseases Of The Mind Are More And More Destructive Than Those Of The Body. [lat., Morbi Perniciores Pluresque Animi Quam Corporis.]