Sadness Flies Away On The Wings Of

The Ruins Of A House May Be Repaired; Why Cannot Those Of The Face?

A Mountain In Labour Shouted So Loud That Everyone, Summoned By The Noise, Ran Up Expecting That She Would Be Delivered Of A City Bigger Than Paris; She Brought Forth A Mouse.

Be Advised That All Flatterers Live At The Expense Of Those Who Listen To Them.

Dressed In The Lion's Skin, The Ass Spread Terror Far And Wide.

Imitators Are A Slavish Herd And Fools In My Opinion.