Women's Love Is For Their Men, Not

Those Who Are Held Wise Among Men And Who Search The Reasons Of Things, Are Those Who Bring The Most Sorrow On Themselves.

I Loathe A Friend Whose Gratitude Grows Old, A Friend Who Takes His Friend's Prosperity But Will Not Voyage With Him In His Grief

None Can Hold Fortune Still And Make It Last.

If I Could Remake The World, I'd Banish Women, Send Them Away With All Their Trouble. Then Children Would Come From A Purer Source.

No One Is Happy All His Life Long.