All strangers and beggars are from Zeus, and a gift, though small, is precious.

A generous heart repairs a slanderous tongue.

Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.

Everything flows and nothing stays.

Wine can of their wits the wise beguile, Make the sage frolic, and the serious smile

For a friend with an understanding heart is worth no less than a brother

I want answers now or I want them eventually!