Bring down the curtain, the farce is over

Wait a second while I take a swig off this bottle: it's my true and only Helicon, my Caballine fount, my sole Enthusiasm. Here, drinking, I deliberate, I reason, I resolve and conclude. After the epilogue I laugh, I write, I compose, I drink. Ennius drinking would write, writing would drink.

Indeed, said the monk, a mass, a matins, and vespers well rung are half-said.

If you want to avoid seeing an idiot, break the mirror.

Everything comes in time to those who can wait.

I have known many who could not when they would, for they had not done it when they could.

There is no truer cause of unhappiness amongst men than, where naturally expecting charity and benevolence, they receive harm and vexation.