There's A Lust In Man,

The Same Dish Cooked Over And Over Again Wears Out The Irksome Life Of The Teacher.

No One Ever Reached The Worst Of A Vice At One Leap

But Grant The Wrath Of Heaven Be Great, 'tis Slow. [lat., Ut Sit Magna Tamen Certe Lenta Ira Deorum Est.]

Of What Use Are Pedigrees, Or To Be Thought Of Noble Blood, Or The Display Of Family Portraits, O Ponticus?

Sit Mens Sana In Corpore Sano (a Healthy Mind In A Healthy Body)