She spoke and loosened from her bosom the embroidered girdle of many colors into which all her allurements were fashioned. In it was love and int desire which steals the mind even of the wise.
Be still my heart; thou hast known worse than this.
First you don't want me to get the pony, then you want me to take it back. Make up your mind!
A sound mind in a manly body.
Ill fares the State where many masters rule; let one be lord, one king supreme.
Boy, everyone is stupid except me.