Fate Leads The Willing, And

Oh How Unhappy Is The Prince Served By Such Men Who Are So Easily Corrupted.

Wait A Second While I Take A Swig Off This Bottle: It's My True And Only Helicon, My Caballine Fount, My Sole Enthusiasm. Here, Drinking, I Deliberate, I Reason, I Resolve And Conclude. After The Epilogue I Laugh, I Write, I Compose, I Drink. Ennius Drinking Would Write, Writing Would Drink.

One Inch Of Joy Surmounts Of Grief A Span, Because To Laugh Is Proper To The Man.

Never Did A Great Man Hate Good Wine.

The Remedy For Thirst? It Is The Opposite Of The One For A Dog Bite: Run Always After A Dog, He'll Never Bite You; Drink Always Before Thirst, And It Will Never Overtake You.