Not even piety will stay wrinkles, nor the encroachments of age, nor the advance of death, which cannot be resisted.
Take away the danger and remove the restraint, and wayward nature runs free.
Pale death with an impartial foot knocks at the hovels of the poor and the palaces of king.
Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul.
If it is well with your belly, chest and feet - the wealth of kings can't give you more.
Nothing is achieved without toil.