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Cats Know Not How To Pardon.

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Un Auteur Ga" Te Tout Quand Il Veut Trop Bien Faire. An Author Spoils Everything When He Wants Too Much To Do Good.

One Should Oblige Everyone To The Extent Of One's Ability. One Often Needs Someone Smaller Than Oneself.

Man Is Ice To Truth And Fire To Falsehood.

Patience Et Longueur De Temps Font Plus Que Force Ni Que Rage. Patience And Longevity Are Worth More Than Force And Rage.

Example Is A Dangerous Lure: Where The Wasp Got Through The Gnat Sticks Fast.

In Short, Luck's Always To Blame.

To Win A Race, The Swiftness Of A Dart Availeth Not Without A Timely Start

We Heed No Instincts But Our Own.

Let Ignorance Talk As It Will, Learning Has Its Value.

People Who Make No Noise Are Dangerous.

It Is Good To Be Charitable; But To Whom? That Is The Point. As To The Ungrateful, There Is Not One Who Does Not At Last Die Miserable.

The Best Laid Plot Can Injure Its Maker, And Often A Man's Perfidy Will Rebound On Himself.

If You Deal With A Fox, Think Of His Tricks.

We Risk All In Being Too Greedy.

Patience And Perseverance At Lengthaccomplish More Than Anger Or Brute Strength.

Everyone Calls Himself A Friend, But Only A Fool Relies On It; Nothing Is Commoner Than The Name, Nothing Rarer Than The Thing.

Let Us Not Overstrain Our Talents, Lest We Do Nothing Gracefully.

Rather Suffer Than Die Is Man's Motto.

Rogues Are Always Found Out In Some Way. Whoever Is A Wolf Will Act Like A Wolf, That Is Most Certain.

Death Never Takes The Wise Man By Surprise, He Is Always Ready To Go.

But A Rascal Of A Child (that Age Is Without Pity). [fr., Mais Un Pripon D'enfant (cet Age Est Sans Pitie).

If Every Man Works At That For Which Nature Fitted Him, The Cows Will Be Well Tended.

Religious Contention Is The Devil's Harvest.

Learn That Every Flatterer Lives At The Flattered Listeners Cost.

Patience And Time Do More Than Strength Or Passion.

Help Yourself, And Heaven Will Help You.

To Live Lightheartedly But Not Recklessly; To Be Gay Without Being Boisterous; To Be Courageous Without Being Bold; To Show Trust And Cheerful Resignation Without Fatalism - This Is The Art Of Living.

The Fastidious Are Unfortunate; Nothing Satisfies Them.

Man Is So Made That When Anything Fires His Soul, Impossibilities Vanish.

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

It Is Impossible To Please All The World And One's Father.

Le Geai Pare Des Plumes Du Paon. A Bluejay In Peacock Feathers.

I Bend But Do Not Break.

A Hungry Stomach Cannot Hear.

Still People Are Dangerous.

He Knows The Universe And Does Not Know Himself.

A Pessimist And An Optimist, So Much The Worse; So Much The Better.

As Sheepish As A Fox Captured By A Fowl. [fr., Honteux Comme Un Renard Qu'une Poule Aurait Pris.]

You've Tried To Reform What Will Not Learn. Shut Doors On Traits That You Wish Were Dead; They Will Open A Window And Return.

The More Wary You Are Of Danger, The More Likely You Are To Meet It.

Dangerous Things

No Favor Can Win Gratitude From A Cat.

Une Ample Come Die A' Cent Actes Divers, Et Dont La Sce' Ne Est L'univers. A Grand Comedy In One Hundred Different Acts, On The Stage Of The Universe.

Every Editor Of Newspapers Pays Tribute To The Devil.

Beware, So Long As You Live, Of Judging Men By Their Outward Appearance.

Tis Thus We Heed No Instincts But Our Own, Believe No Evil, Till The Evil's Done. [fr., Nous N'ecoutons D'instincts Que Ceux Qui Sont Les Notres. Et Ne Croyons Le Mal Que Quand Il Est Venu.]

O Tyrant Love, When Held By You, We May To Prudence Bid Adieu. [fr., Amour! Amour! Quand Tu Nous Tiens On Peut Bien Dire, Adieu, Prudence.]

People Must Help One Another; It Is Nature's Law.

Diversity, That Is My Motto.

He Knoweth The Universe, And Himself He Knoweth Not.

Every One Turns His Dreams Into Realities As Far As He Can; Man Is Cold As Ice To The Truth, Hot As Fire To Falsehood.

It Is Double Pleasure To Deceive The Deceiver. [fr., Car C'est Double Plaisir De Tromper Le Trompeur.]

But Every One Has A Besetting Sin To Which He Returns.

We Read On The Foreheads Of Those Who Are Surrounded By A Foolish Luxury, That Fortune Sells What She Is Thought To Give.

Every Journalist Owes Tribute To The Evil One.

O Love, When Thou Gettest Dominion Over Us, We May Bid Good-by To Prudence.

Rare As Is True Love, True Friendship Is Rarer.

In Everything One Must Consider The End.

In Everything We Ought To Look At The End.

Habit, To Which All Of Us Are More Or Less Slaves.

Neither Blows From Pitchfork, Nor From The Lash, Can Make Him Change His Ways. [fr., Coups De Fourches Ni D'etriveres, Ne Lui Font Changer De Manieres.]

The Good, We Do It; The Evil, That Is Fortune; Man Is Always Right, And Destiny Always Wrong.

In Every Trouble The Little Ones Duck More Easily.

Silent People Are Dangerous; Others Are Not So. [fr., Les Gens Sans Bruit Sont Dangereux; Il N'en Est Pas Ainsi Des Autres.]

Blind Fortune Pursues Inconsiderate Rashness. [fr., Fortune Aveugle Suit Aveugle Hardiesse.]

Sensible People Find Nothing Useless. [fr., Il N'est Rien D'inutile Aux Personnes De Sens.]

How Wealthy The Gods Would Be If We Remembered The Promises We Made When We Were In Danger.

Nothing Is As Dangerous As An Ignorant Friend; A Wise Enemy Is To Be Preferred.

But The Shortest Works Are Always The Best.

Such Gluttony Second To None Almost Ended Fatally When A Bone Choked A Wolf As He Gulped What He Ate

Too Many Expedients May Spoil An Affair. [fr., Le Trop D'expedients Peut Gater Une Affaire.]

Le Mensonge Et Les Vers De Tout Temps Sont Amis. Lies And Literature Have Always Been Friends.

What A Wonderful Thing It Is To Have A Good Friend. He Identifies Your Innermost Desires, And Spares You The Embarrassment Of Disclosing Them To Him Yourself.

Better To Suffer Than To Die.

We Ought Never To Scoff At The Wretched, For Who Can Be Sure Of Continued Happiness?

It Is Twice The Pleasure To Deceive The Deceiver.

I Bend, But I Do Not Break.

Our Condition Never Satisfies Us; The Present Is Always The Worst. Though Jupiter Should Grant His Request To Each, We Should Continue To Importune Him.

The Argument Of The Strongest Is Always The Best.

A Hare Is Not Caught With A Drum.

Let Us Not Overstrain Our Talents, Lest We Do Nothing Gracefully: A Clown, Whatever He May Do, Will Never Pass For A Gentleman. [fr., Ne Forcons Point Notre Talent; Nous Ne Ferions Rien Avec Grace: Jamais Un Lourdaud, Quoi Qu'il Fasse, Ne Saurit Passer Pour Galant.]

Nothing Weighs More Than A Secret.

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.

One Returns To The Place One Came From.

Inspirational Life

Our Destiny Is Frequently Met In The Very Paths We Take To Avoid It.

Nothing Is So Dangerous As An Ignorant Friend; A Wise Enemy Is Worth More. [fr., Rien N'est Si Dangereux Qu'un Ignorant Ami; Mieux Vaudrait Un Sage Ennemi.]

Foxes Are All Tail, And Women All Tongue.

Every Flatterer Lives At The Expense Of Him Who Listens To Him.

Often We Find Our Own Destiny On The Same Roads That We Have Been Avoiding.

There's Nothing Sweeter Than A Real Friend: Not Only Is He Prompt To Lend— An Angler Delicate, He Fishes The Very Deepest Of Your Wishes, And Spares Your Modesty The Task His Friendly Aid To Ask. A Dream, A Shadow, Wakes His Fear, When Pointing At The Object Dear.

Socrates, When Informed Of Some Derogating Speeches One Had Used Concerning Him Behind His Back, Made Only This Facetious Reply, "let Him Beat Me Too When I Am Absent.

What Is Denominated Discretion In Man We Call Cunning In Brutes.

La Raison Du Plus Fort Est Toujours La Meilleure. The Reason Of The Strongest Is Always The Best.

All Roads Lead To Rome, But Our Antagonists Think We Should Choose Different Paths.

The Sign Brings Customers.

Everyone Believes Very Easily Whatever They Fear Or Desire.

Anyone Entrusted With Power Will Abuse It If Not Also Animated With The Love Of Truth And Virtue, No Matter Whether He Be A Prince, Or One Of The People.

Sadness Flies Away On The Wings Of Time.

There Is No Road Of Flowers Leading To Glory.

It Is Said, That The Thing You Possess Is Worth More Than Two You May Have In The Future. The One Is Sure And The Other Is Not.

Imitators Are A Slavish Herd And Fools In My Opinion. [fr., C'est Un Betail Servile Et Sot A Mon Avis Que Les Imitateurs.]

One Should Stick To The Sort Of Thing For Which One Was Made; I Tried To Be An Herbalist, Whereas I Should Keep To The Butchers Trade.

All The Brains In The World Are Powerless Against The Sort Of Stupidity That Is In Fashion.

From A Distance It Is Something; And Nearby It Is Nothing.

To Hell With Pleasure That's Haunted By Fear.

Imitators Are A Slavish Herd And Fools In My Opinion.

Nothing Is More Dangerous Than A Friend Without Discretion; Even A Prudent Enemy Is Preferable.

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

Men Of All Ages Have The Same Inclinations, Over Which Reason Exercises No Control. Thus, Wherever Men Are Found, There Are Follies, Ay, And The Same Follies.

Nothing Weighs On Us So Heavily As A Secret.

Women Keep No Secrets, And I Know Many Men, Who Are Women In This Regard.

Half Of Today Is Better Than All Of Tomorrow.

By Time And Toil We Sever What Strength And Rage Could Never.

It Is No Use Running; To Set Out Betimes Is The Main Point.

Let Fools The Studious Despise, There's Nothing Lost By Being Wise.

We Believe No Evil Till The Evil's Done

Better A Living Beggar Than A Buried Emperor.

We Believe Easily What We Fear Of What We Desire

A Person Often Meets His Destiny On The Road He Took To Avoid It.

We Like To See Others, But Don't Like Others To See Through Us.

Rely Only On Yourself; It Is A Common Proverb.

The Strongest Passion Is Fear.

Nothing Is So Oppressive As A Secret: Women Find It Difficult To Keep One Long; And I Know A Goodly Number Of Men Who Are Women In This Regard.

Even If Misfortune Is Only Good For Bringing A Fool To His Senses, It Would Still Be Just To Deem It Good For Something.

What God Does, He Does Well.

We Love Good Looks Rather Than What Is Practical, Though Good Looks May Prove Destructive.

Gentleness Succeeds Better Than Violence.

The Fastidious Are Unfortunate: Nothing Can Satisfy Them. [lat., Les Delicats Sont Malheureux, Rien Ne Saurait Les Satisfaire.]

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

By The Work One Knows The Workman.

Never Sell The Bear's Skin Before One Has Killed The Beast.

We Become Innocent When We Are Unfortunate.

Garde-toi, Tant Que Tu Vivras, De Juger Des Gens Sur La Mine. Beware As Long As You Live, Of Judging Others According To Appearance Alone.

No Path Of Flowers Leads To Glory.

Alas! We See That The Small Have Always Suffered For The Follies Of The Great. [fr., Helas! On Voit Que De Tout Temps Les Petits Ont Pati Des Sottises Des Grands.]

He Is Very Foolish Who Aims At Satisfying All The World And His Father.

Sensible People Find Nothing Useless.

We Ought To Consider The End In Everything.

The Finest Victory Is To Conquer One's Own Heart.

In This World We Must Help One Another.

Everyone Has His Faults Which He Continually Repeats: Neither Fear Nor Shame Can Cure Them.

The Worst Time Is Always The Present.

One Often Has Need Of One Inferior To Himself.

Better To Rely On One Powerful King Than On Many Little Princes.

Every Newspaper Editor Owes Tribute To The Devil. [fr., Tout Faiseur De Journaux Doit Tribut Au Malin.]

Is Not Moderation An Old Refrain Ringing In Our Ears? From Which We All Refrain.

Lynx-eyes Toward Our Equals, And Moles To Ourselves. [fr., Lynx Envers Nos Pareils, Et Taupes Envers Nous.]

I Bend And Do Not Break.

Neither Wealth Or Greatness Render Us Happy.

Friendship Is The Shadow Of The Evening, Which Increases With The Setting Sun Of Life.

A Cheerful Mind Is A Vigorous Mind.

We Are Never Content With Our Lot.

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No Flowery Road Leads To Glory. [fr., Aucun Chemin De Fleurs Ne Conduit A La Gloire.]

Love Cries Victory When The Tears Of A Woman Become The Sole Defence Of Her Virtue.

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