Out Of Many Evils The Evil Which

Remind A Man Of What He Remembers, And You Will Make Him Forget It.

It Is A Tiresome Way Of Speaking, When You Should Despatch The Business, To Beat About The Bush.

Tattletales, And Those Who Listen To Their Slander, By My Good Will, Should All Be Hanged. The Former By Their Tongues, The Latter By Their Ears. [lat., Homines Qui Gestant, Quique Auscultant Crimina, Si Meo Arbitratu Liceat, Omnes Pendeant Gestores Linguis, Auditores Auribus.]

The Gods Confound The Man Who First Found Out How To Distinguish Hours! Confound Him, Too, Who In This Place Set Up A Sun-dial, To Cut And Hack My Days So Wretchedly Into Small Portions.

Wine Is A Cunning Wrestler.