Friends fly away when the cask has been drained to the dregs.
I am not bound over to swear allegiance to any master; where the storm drives me I turn in for shelter.
Be ever on your guard what you say of anybody and to whom.
The years as they pass plunder us of one thing after another.
There is a fault common to all singers. When they're among friends and are asked to sing they don't want to, and when they're not asked to sing they never stop.
He wears himself out by his labours, and grows old through his love of possessing wealth.