“Rich people without wisdom and learning are but sheep with golden fleeces.”

He that will sell his fame will also sell the public interest.

If all men were to bring their miseries together in one place, most would be glad to take each his own home again rather than take a portion out of the common stock.

Put more trust in nobility of character than in an oath.

I grow old, ever learning many things.

No man is happy; he is at best fortunate.

Each day grow older, and learn something new.

We can have justice whenever those who have not been injured by injustice are as outraged by it as those who have been.

Many evil men are rich, and good men poor, but we shall not exchange with them our excellence for riches.

Honors achieved far exceed those that are created.

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.

What thou seest, speak of with caution.

In the ideal State laws are few and simple, because they have been derived from certainties. In the corrupt State laws are many and confused, because they have been derived from uncertainties.

That city in which those who are not wronged, no less than those who are wronged, exert themselves to punish the wrongdoers.

Laws are like spider’s webs: If some poor weak creature comes up against them, it is caught; but a big one can break through and get away.

Men keep agreements when it is to the advantage of neither to break them.

Chide a friend in private and praise him in public.

Fondnesse it were for any being free, To covet fetters, though they golden bee.

The golden hours on angel wings Flew o’er me and my dearie, For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary.

Our two souls therefore which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat.

Time will run back and fetch the Age of Gold.

And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.

Every honest miller has a golden thumb.

If gold rust, what then will iron do? For if a priest be foul in whom we trust/ No wonder that a common man should rust.

The inflated imitations of gold and silver, which after the rapture are thrown into the fire, all is exhausted and dissipated by the debt. All scrips and bonds are wiped out. At the fourth pillar dedicated to Saturn, split by earthquake and flood: vexing everyone, an urn of gold is found and then restored.