Let this be your wall of brass, to have nothing on your conscience, no guilt to make you turn pale.
If it is well with your belly, chest and feet - the wealth of kings can't give you more.
Be smart, drink your wine.
Painters and poets have equal license in regard to everything.
Our parents, worse than our grandparents, gave birth to us who are worse than they, and we shall in our turn bear offspring still more evil.
God can change the lowest to the highest, abase the proud, and raise the humble.