If a man rejoice not in his drinking, he is mad; for in drinking it's possible ... to fondle breasts, and to caress well tended locks, and there is dancing withal, and oblivion of woe.

If the gods do evil then they are not gods.

The day is for honest men, the night for thieves.

Often a noble face hides filthy ways.

The ways of the gods are long, but in the end they are not without strength.

Those who have not, and live in want, are a menace, Ridden with envy and fooled by demagogues.

Where there is no wine there is no love.