The brief span of our poor unhappy life to its final hour is hastening on; and while we drink and call for gay wreaths, perfumes, and young girls, old age creeps upon us, unperceived.
One globe seemed all too small for the youthful Alexander.
Wisdom is the winner over good luck
Poverty is bitter, but it has no harder pang than that it makes men ridiculous.
Honesty is praised and starves
A man who has nothing can whistle in a robber's face
Nature, in giving tears to man, confessed that he had a tender heart; this is our noblest quality
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It is difficult not to write satire.