Art lies in concealing art.
A man is sorry to be honest for nothing.
Devouring Time and envious Age, all things yield to you; and with lingering death you destroy, step by step, with venomed tooth whatever you attack.
When there is plenty of wine, sorrow and worry take wing.
Dripping water hollows out stone, not through force but through persistence.
It's useful that there should be Gods, so let's believe there are.