The higher the tower, the greater the fall thereof.
With you I should love to live, with you be ready to die.
Unless the vessel be pure, everything which is poured into it will turn sour.
Death is the ultimate boundary of human matters.
You traverse the world in search of happiness which is within the reach of every man. A contented mind confers it on all.
Clogged with yesterday's excess, the body drags the mind down with it.