A Letter Does Not Blush.

Nothing Stands Out So Conspicuously, Or Remains So Firmly Fixed In The Memory, As Something Which You Have Blundered.

I Do Not Wish To Die: But I Care Not If I Were Dead. [lat., Emori Nolo: Sed Me Esse Mortuum Nihil Aestimo.]

What Is Thine Is Mine, And All Mine Is Thine.

This Wine Is Forty Years Old. It Certainly Doesn't Show Its Age.

It Shows A Brave And Resolute Spirit Not To Be Agitated In Exciting Circumstances.