Miserable mortals who like leaves at one moment flame with life eating the produce of the land and at another moment weakly perish.
If you are very valiant, it is a god, I think, who gave you this gift.
Too many kings can ruin an army
Who love too much, hate in the like extreme.
Now son, you don’t want to drink beer. That’s for Daddies, and kids with fake IDs.
Everything flows and nothing stays.