We are easily duped by those we love.
We are all mortals, and each is for himself.
I believe that two and two are four and that four and four are eight.
Birth is nothing without virtue, and we have no claim to share in the glory of our ancestors unless we endeavor to resemble them.
I always do the first line well, but I have trouble doing the others.
If Claret is the king of natural wines, Burgundy is the queen.