Oh! Moon of Alabama We now must say good-bye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey Oh, you know why!
Mixing one's wines may be a mistake, but old and new wisdom mix admirably.
The fate of man is man.
None will improve your lot If you yourself do not.
Love is also like a coconut which is good while it is fresh, but you have to spit it out when the juice is gone, what's left tastes bitter.
The right to happiness is fundamental; men live so little time and die alone.