No Man Has Perpetual Good Fortune. [lat.,

Enemies Carry A Report In Form Different From The Original.

You Have Eaten A Meal Dangerously Seasoned. [you Have Laid Up A Grief In Store For Yourself.]

Flame Is Very Near To Smoke.

Ah Yes, The Gods Use Us Mortals As Footballs!

Things We Do Not Expect, Happen More Frequently Than We Wish.