hinders the growth of light
     Hatred between man and man
     He is clever and knows everything, but how silly he looks now
     He who looks for faith must give faith
     Her white cat was playing at her feet
     How easy it is to give wounds, and how hard it is to heal
     How tender is thy severity
     Human sacrifices, which had been introduced into Egypt by the
Phoenicians
     I know that I am of use
     I have never deviated from the exact truth even in jest
     If it were right we should not want to hide ourselves
     Impartial looker-on sees clearer than the player
     It is not seeing, it is seeking that is delightful
     Judge only by appearances, and never enquire into the causes
     Kisra called wine the soap of sorrow
     Learn early to pass lightly over little things
     Learn to obey, that later you may know how to command
     Like the cackle of hens, which is peculiar to Eastern women
     Man has nothing harder to endure than uncertainty
     Many creditors are so many allies
     Medicines work harm as often as good
     Money is a pass-key that turns any lock
     No good excepting that from which we expect the worst
     No one so self-confident and insolent as just such an idiot
     None of us really know anything rightly
     Obstinacy—­which he liked to call firm determination
     Often happens that apparent superiority does us damage
     One falsehood usually entails another
     One should give nothing up for lost excepting the dead
     Only the choice between lying and silence
     Our thinkers are no heroes, and our heroes are no sages
     Overbusy friends are more damaging than intelligent enemies
     Patronizing friendliness
     Prepare sorrow when we come into the world
     Principle of over-estimating the strength of our opponents
     Provide yourself with a self-devised ruler
     Refreshed by the whip of one of the horsemen
     Repugnance for the old laws began to take root in his heart
     Seditious words are like sparks, which are borne by the wind
     Successes, like misfortunes, never come singly
     The beginning of things is not more attractive
     The scholar’s ears are at his back:  when he is flogged
     The man within him, and not on the circumstances without
     The dressing and undressing of the holy images
     The experienced love to signify their superiority
     The mother of foresight looks backwards
     Think of his wife, not with affection only, but with pride
     Those whom we fear, says my uncle, we cannot love
     Thou canst say in words what we can only feel
     Thought that the insane were possessed by demons
     Title must not be a bill of fare
     Trustfulness is so dear, so essential to me
     Use words instead of swords, traps instead of lances
     We quarrel with no one more readily than with the benefactor
     Whether the form of our benevolence does more good or mischief
     Youth should be modest, and he was assertive