In life, the worst disasters come from passion.
I care for riches, to make gifts To friends, or lead a sick man back to health With ease and plenty. Else small aid is wealth For daily gladness; once a man be done With hunger, rich and poor are all as one.
The man that isn't jolly after drinking is just a drivelling idiot, to my thinking.
Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness.
Both to the rich and poor, wine is the happy antidote for sorrow.
There is one thing alone that stands the brunt of life throughout its course; a quiet conscience.