No Man Ever Became Very Wicked All

The Arrows Are From Her Dowry.

The Short Bloom Of Our Brief And Narrow Life Flies Fast Away. While We Are Calling For Flowers And Wine And Women, Old Age Is Upon Us.

There Are Many Things Which May Not Be Uttered By Men In Threadbare Coats.

A Woman Is Most Merciless When Shame Goads On Her Hate

The Smell Of Profit Is Clean And Sweet, Whatever The Source.