No poem was ever written by a drinker of water.

What wonders does not wine! It discloses secrets; ratifies and confirms our hopes; thrusts the coward forth to battle; eases the anxious mind of its burden; instructs in arts. Whom has not a cheerful glass made eloquent! Whom not quite free and easy from pinching poverty!

He makes himself ridiculous who is for ever repeating the same mistake.

The wolf attacks with his fang, the bull with his horn.

In avoiding one vice fools rush into the opposite extreme.

In truth it is best to learn wisdom, and abandoning all nonsense, to leave it to boys to enjoy their season of play and mirth.

Words challenge eternity.