Good And Bad May Not Be Dissevered;

When Someone Isn't Seen For A Long Time, Well, Folk Soon Begin To Imagine The Worst.

The Nobly Born Must Nobly Meet His Fate.

Both To The Rich And Poor, Wine Is The Happy Antidote For Sorrow.

No Man On Earth Is Truly Free, All Are Slaves Of Money Or Necessity. Public Opinion Or Fear Of Prosecution Forces Each One, Against His Conscience, To Conform.

Misery Is The End Of Those With Unbridled Mouths.