Alas, how right the ancient saying is: We, who are old, are nothing else but noise And shape. Like mimicries of dreams we go, And have no wits, although we think us wise.
Judge a tree from its fruit, not from its leaves.
Character is "a stamp of good repute on a person."
Enough is abundance to the wise.
Where there is no wine there is no love.
All is change; all yields its place and goes.