Wisdom at times is found in folly.
While we're talking, time will have meanly run on... pick today's fruits, not relying on the future in the slightest.
The drunkard is convicted by his praises of wine.
The fellow is either a madman or a poet.
Sapere aude. Dare to be wise.
Clogged with yesterday's excess, the body drags the mind down with it.