Voluptuaries, consumed by their senses, always begin by flinging thems >>
What a wonderful life I've had! I only wish I'd realized it sooner. >>
I love my past, I love my present. I am not ashamed of what I have had >>
If you wouldn't live long, live well; for folly and wickedness shorten >>
We do not count a man's years until he has nothing else to count. >>
That man never grows old who keeps a child in his heart. >>
One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.