He who knows himself best esteems himself least.

He that ceaseth to be a friend never was a good one.

Courage ought to have eyes as well as arms.

Every dog is a lion at home.

He preacheth patience that never knew pain.

Violence in the voice is often only the death rattle of reason in the throat.

Few there are that will endure a true friend.

Friends are like fiddle strings; they must not be screwed too tight.

He who knows himself best esteems himself least.