He who has a mind to fight, let him fight, for now is the time.
I both love and do not love; and am mad and not mad.
Life is like a chariot-wheel that ever rolls along.
War spares not the brave, but the cowardly.
Cursed be he above all others Who's enslaved by love of money. Money takes the place of brothers, Money takes the place of parents, Money brings us war and slaughter.
Let others seek renown in arms; For me wine's wars have greater charms: Then fill the bowl, boy; fill it high: 'Tis better drunk, than dead to lie.