The Wise Learn Many Things From Their

How Can I Study From Below, That Which Is Above?

Quickly, Bring Me A Beaker Of Wine, So That I May Wet My Mind And Say Something Clever.

Ye Children Of Man! Whose Life Is A Span, Protracted With Sorrow From Day To Day, Naked And Featherless, Feeble And Querulous, Sickly, Calamitous Creatures Of Clay!

First Listen, My Friend, And Then You May Shriek And Bluster.

If A Man Owes Me Money, I Never Seem To Forget. But If I Do The Owing, I Somehow Never Remember.