Rumours voiced by women come to nothing.
A great ox stands on my tongue.
Ah, lives of men! When prosperous they glitter - Like a fair picture; when misfortune comes - A wet sponge at one blow has blurred the painting.
But I will place this carefully fed pig Within the crackling oven; and, I pray, What nicer dish can e'er be given to man.
God ever works with those who work with will.
But from the good health of the mind comes that which is dear to all and the object of prayer-happiness.