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!

Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind.

Force without judgement falls on its own weight.

Strength, wanting judgment and policy to rule, overturneth itself.

Surely oak and threefold brass surrounded his heart who first trusted a frail vessel to the merciless ocean.

Fierce eagles breed not the tender dove.

Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in the future.