Wine Loved I Deeply, Dice Dearly.

O Fortune, Fortune! All Men Call Thee Fickle.

Time ... Thou Ceaseless Lackey To Eternity.

Be Still Prepared For Death: And Death Or Life Shall Thereby Be The Sweeter.

One Half Of Me Is Yours, The Other Half Is Yours, Mine Own, I Would Say; But If Mine, Then Yours, And So All Yours.

Love Laughs At Locksmiths.