The Goddess Fortune is the devil's servant, ready to kiss any one's ass.
He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.
The naked women's body is a portion of eternity too great for the eye of man.
The countless gold of a merry heart, The rubies and pearls of a loving eye, The indolent never can bring to the mart, Nor the secret hoard up in his treasury.
The fox condemns the trap, not himself.
Naught can deform the human race Like to the armor's iron brace.