Life is a short affair; We should try to make it smooth, and free from strife.
There is no evil as terrible as a woman.
What is god, what is not god, what is between man and god, who shall say?
Youth holds no society with grief.
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.
There is the sky, which is all men's together.