Count no man happy until the end is known.

Reprove thy friend privately: commend him publicly.

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.

No more good must be attempted than the nation can bear.

Angels are winged with God’s power.

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.

He who has learned how to obey will know how to command.

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.

The ideal state is that in which an injury done to the least of its citizens is an injury done to all.

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.