No Man Loveth His Fetters, Be They

Much Water Goeth By The Millthat The Miller Knoweth Not Of.

Who Will In Time Present Pleasure Refrain, Shall In Time To Come The More Pleasure Obtain.

The Grey Mare Is The Better Horse.

Follow Pleasure, And Then Will Pleasure Flee, Flee Pleasure, And Pleasure Will Follow Thee.

It Will Not Out Of The Flesh That Is Bred In The Bone.