When Did Reason Ever Direct

An Incurable Itch For Scribbling Takes Possession Of Many, And Grows Inveterate In Their Insane Breasts.

Do Not Pluck The Beard Of A Dead Lion. [lat., Noli Barbam Vellere Mortuo Leoni.]

It Is A Wretched Thing To Rest Upon The Fame Of Others, Lest, The Supporting Pillar Being Removed, The Superstructure Should Collapse In Ruin.

The Traveler Without Money Will Sing Before The Robber. [lat., Cantabit Vacuus Coram Latrone Viator.]

One Has No Protecting Power Save Prudence. [lat., Nullum Numen Habes Si Sit Prudentia.]