It is said, proverbially, that happy is the doctor who is called in when the disease is on its way out.
When I drink, I think; and when I think, I drink.
If the skies fall, one may hope to catch larks.
I do not drink more than a sponge.
How can I govern others, who can't even govern myself?
For God, nothing is impossible. And, if he wanted, in the future women would give birth from their ears.