He who has not an adventure has not horse or mule, so says Solomon.--Who is too adventurous, said Echephron,--loses horse and mule.

Oh thrice and four times happy... those who plant cabbages.

One inch of joy surmounts of grief a span, Because to laugh is proper to the man.

I drink no more than a sponge.

Keep running after a dog and he will never bite you.

Death is the vast perhaps.

Giving words [is] an act of lovers.