O accursed hunger of gold, to what dost thou not compel human hearts!

All things deteriorate in time.

Myself acquainted with misfortune, I learn to help the unfortunate.

A fault is fostered by concealment.

There's a snake lurking in the grass.

Let not our proposal be disregarded on the score of our youth.

Time flies never to be recalled.

Fate will find a way.

Time passes irrevocably.