Fortune is like glass - the brighter the glitter, the more easily broken.

It is more easy to get a favor from fortune than to keep it

When Fortune flatters, she does it to betray

Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?

Even though on the outside we glittered like gold, inside we were almost as black as coal. Sometimes the glitter people saw was only the shattered pieces reflecting among the broken glass.

O spring of Bandusia, brighter than glass.