The changing year's successive plan Proclaims mortality to man.

I would not exchange my life of ease and quiet for the riches of Arabia.

Joyful let the soul be in the present, let it disdain to trouble about what is beyond and temper bitterness with a laugh. Nothing is blessed forever.

It was a wine jar when the molding began: as the wheel runs round why does it turn out a water pitcher?

Don't waste the opportunity.

What does drunkenness not accomplish? It unlocks secrets, confirms our hopes, urges the indolent into battle, lifts the burden from anxious minds, teaches new arts.

Amiability shines by its own light.