All my life I've been an obese man trapped inside a fat man's body.
[I]t is the wine that leads me on, the wild wine that sets the wisest man to sing at the top of his lungs, laugh like a fool – it drives the man to dancing... it even tempts him to blurt out stories better never told.
Do thou restrain the haughty spirit in thy breast, for better far is gentle courtesy.
It is not possible to fight beyond your strength, even if you strive.
The roaring seas and many a dark range of mountains lie between us.
Thou shalt not take moochers into thy hut?