He who has lost his money-belt will go where you wish.
Boy, I loathe Persian luxury.
Poetry is like painting: one piece takes your fancy if you stand close to it, another if you keep at some distance.
I have to submit to much in order to pacify the touchy tribe of poets.
Come, let us take a lesson from our forefathers, and enjoy the Christmas holyday.
The cautious wolf fears the pit, the hawk regards with suspicion the snare laid for her, and the fish the hook in its concealment.