Power Gives No Purchase To The Hand,

Where There Is No Wine There Is No Love.

I Would Rather Die On My Feet Than Live On My Knees.

I Loathe A Friend Whose Gratitude Grows Old, A Friend Who Takes His Friend's Prosperity But Will Not Voyage With Him In His Grief

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

A Sharp-tempered Woman, Or, For That Matter, A Man, Is Easier To Deal With Than The Clever Type Who Holds Her Tongue.