It is said that the propriety even of old Cato often yielded to the exciting influence of the grape.
A wise God shrouds the future in obscure darkness.
Faults are soon copied.
He who feared that he would not succeed sat still.
Surely oak and threefold brass surrounded his heart who first trusted a frail vessel to the merciless ocean.
He who has lost his money-belt will go where you wish.