Anger is a short madness.
Who after wine, talks of wars hardships or of poverty.
In trying to be concise I become obscure.
What does drunkenness accomplish? It discloses secrets, it ratifies hopes, and urges even the unarmed to battle.
Make a good use of the present.
Blind self-love, vanity, lifting aloft her empty head, and indiscretion, prodigal of secrets more transparent than glass, follow close behind.