It Is Not Children Only That One

Yesterday I Lived, Today I Suffer, Tomorrow I Die; But I Still Think Fondly, Today And Tomorrow, Of Yesterday.

It Is Not I Who Die, When I Die, But My Sin And Misery.

For The Will And Not The Gift Makes The Giver.

Let Us Be Lazy In Everything, Except In Loving And Drinking, Except In Being Lazy.

A Man Who Does Not Lose His Reason Over Certain Things Has None To Lose.