Between Two Stools One Sits On The

I Do Not Drink More Than A Sponge.

Don't Limp In Front Of The Lame.

One Should Never Pursue The Hazards Of Fortune To Their Very Ends Andit Behooves All Adventurers To Treat Their Good Luck With Reverence, Neither Bothering Nor Upsetting It.

A Crier Of Green Sauce.

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.