Hunger knows no friend but its feeder.
First listen, my friend, and then you may shriek and bluster.
Words give wings to the mind and make a man soar to heaven.
The truth is forced upon us, very quickly, by a foe.
When men drink, then they are rich and successful and win lawsuits and are happy and help their friends. Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.
Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, advanced a stage or two upon that road which you must travel in the steps they trod.