Tis pleasant to have a large heap to take from.
Clogged with yesterday's excess, the body drags the mind down with it.
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!
I prayed only for a small piece of land, a garden, an ever-flowing spring, and bit of woods.
Envy is not to be conquered but by death.
In avoiding one evil we fall into another, if we use not discretion.