Conquered, We Conquer.

This Is The Great Evil In Wine, It First Seizes The Feet; It Is A Cunning Wrestler. [lat., Magnum Hoc Vitium Vino Est, Pedes Captat Primum; Luctator Dolosu Est.]

The Fool Too Late, His Substance Eaten Up, Reckons The Cost.

A Woman Without Paint Is Like Food Without Salt.

What Is Thine Is Mine, And All Mine Is Thine. [lat., Quod Tuum'st Meum'st; Omne Meum Est Autem Tuum.]

He Is A Friend Who, In Dubious Circumstances, Aids In Deeds When Deeds Are Necessary.