He knew how to say many false things that were like true sayings.
but sing no more this bitter tale that wears my heart away
There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.
Im Frieden begraben die Söhne ihre Väter, im Krieg begraben Väter ihre Söhne.
For a friend with an understanding heart is worth no less than a brother
Beauty! Terrible Beauty! A deathless Goddess– so she strikes our eyes!
Men grow tired of sleep, love, singing and dancing, sooner than war.
A man dies still if he has done nothing, as one who has done much.
Wine can of their wits the wise beguile, Make the sage frolic, and the serious smile
There is nothing alive more agonized than man / of all that breathe and crawl across the earth.