What it is forbidden to be put right becomes lighter by acceptance.
Never inquire into another man's secret; bur conceal that which is intrusted to you, though pressed both be wine and anger to reveal it.
The wolf dreads the pitfall, the hawk suspects the snare, and the kite the covered hook.
To grow a philosopher's beard.
No, but you're wrong now, and always will be.
Anger is a short madness.