Things We Not Hope For

Besides That, When Elsewhere The Harvest Of Wheat Is Most Abundant, There It Comes Up Less By One-fourth Than What You Have Sowed. There, Methinks, It Were A Proper Place For Men To Sow Their Wild Oats, Where They Would Not Spring Up.

To A Well Deserving Person God Will Show Favor. To An Ill Deserving Person He Will Simply Be Just.

How Great In Number Are The Little Minded Men

Little Do You Know What A Gloriously Uncertain Thing Law Is.

How Bitter It Is To Reap A Harvest Of Evil For Good That You Have Done! [lat., Ut Acerbum Est, Pro Benefactis Quom Mali Messem Metas!]