Do Not Pluck The Beard Of A

For The Short-lived Bloom And Contracted Span Of Brief And Wretched Life Is Fast Fleeting Away! While We Are Drinking And Calling For Garlands, Ointments, And Women, Old Age Steals Swiftly On With Noiseless Step.

Pleasures Are Enhanced By A Moderate Indulgence.

Trust Me No Tortures Which The Poets Feign Can Match The Fierce Unutterable Pain He Feels, Who Night And Day Devoid Of Rest Carries His Own Accuser In His Breast.

When Great Assurance Accompanies A Bad Undertaking, Such Is Often Mistaken For Confiding Sincerity By The World At Large.

Death Alone Discloses How Insignificant Are The Puny Bodies Of Men.