The Greatest Pleasure Of Life Is Love.

Dishonor Will Not Trouble Me, Once I Am Dead.

High Honors Are Sweet To A Man's Heart, But Ever They Stand Close To The Brink Of Grief.

He Is Not A Lover Who Does Not Love Forever.

For No Mortal Ever Attains To Blessedness. One May Be Luckier Than Another When Wealth Flows His Way, But Blessed Never.

Again, A Smooth Answer, Signifying Nothing.