The Gods Visit The Sins Of The

It's The Wise Man Who Stays Home When He's Drunk.

A Wise Fellow Who Is Also Worthless Always Charms The Rabble.

Alas, How Right The Ancient Saying Is: We, Who Are Old, Are Nothing Else But Noise And Shape. Like Mimicries Of Dreams We Go, And Have No Wits, Although We Think Us Wise.

God Helps Him Who Strives Hard.

There Is Desire In Those Who Love To Hear About Their Loved Ones' Pains.