By Words The Mind Is Winged.

One Must Not Try To Trick Misfortune, But Resign Oneself To It With Good Grace.

Tis Not For Us To Warn A Wilful Sinner; We Stay Him Not, But Let Him Run His Course, Till By Misfortunes Rous'd, His Conscience Wakes, And Prompts Him To Appease Th' Offended Gods.

One Bush, They Say, Can Never Hide Two Thieves.

Prayers Without Wine Are Perfectly Pointless.

Youth Ages, Immaturity Is Outgrown, Ignorance Can Be Educated, And Drunkenness Sobered, But Stupid Lasts Forever.