No Wicked Man Knows Happiness,

They Whose Sole Bliss Is Eating Can Give But That One Brutish Reason Why They Live.

No Nice Extreme A True Italian Knows; But Bid Him Go To Hell, To Hell He Goes.

Poverty Is Bitter, But It Has No Harder Pang Than That It Makes Men Ridiculous.

The Traveller With Empty Pockets Will Sing In The Thief 's Face.

It Is Sheer Madness To Live In Want In Order To Be Wealthy When You Die.