Let Us Love Winter, For It Is

Desire Is Poison At Lunch And Wormwood At Dinner; Your Bed Is A Stone, Friendship Is Hateful And Your Fancy Is Always Fixed On One Thing.

Age Has A Good Mind And Sorry Shanks.

The Best Thing For A Man To Do Is To Be Born And, Being Born, To Die At Once.

Nothing, It Appears To Me, Is Of Greater Value In A Man Than The Power Of Judgment; And The Man Who Has It May Be Compared To A Chest Filled With Books, For He Is The Son Of Nature And The Father Of Art.

Love Doesn't Hide. It Stays And Fights. It Goes The Distance, That's Why Love Is So Strong. So It Can Carry You All The Way Home.