Boy, Everyone Is Stupid Except Me.

The Wine Urges Me On, The Bewitching Wine, Which Sets Even A Wise Man To Singing And To Laughing Gently And Rouses Him Up To Dance And Brings Forth Words Which Were Better Unspoken.

Zeus Does Not Bring All Men's Plans To Fulfillment.

We Battle On In Words, As Always, Mere Words, And What's The Cure? We Cannot Find A Thing.

Wine Can Of Their Wits The Wise Beguile, Make The Sage Frolic, And The Serious Smile

After The Event, Even A Fool Is Wise.