While we're talking, envious time is fleeing: pluck the day, put no trust in the future
Luck cannot change birth.
One gains universal applause who mingles the useful with the agreeable, at once delighting and instructing the reader.
Friends fly away when the cask has been drained to the dregs.
What is wealth to me if I cannot enjoy it?
I have lived: tomorrow the Father may fill the sky with black clouds or with cloudless sunshine.