From listening comes wisdom and from speaking repentance.
Other times other customs.
Once the game is over, the King and the pawn go back in the same box.
He that will have a perfect brother must resign himself to remaining brotherless.
He that jokes confesses.
Below the navel there is neither religion nor truth.
Hope is the last thing ever lost.
Noble ancestry makes a poor dish at table.
No wonder can last more than three days.
After the game the king and pawn go into the same box.
Think much speak little and write less.
He who begins many things finishes but few.
Bed is the poor man's opera.
Love rules without rules. (Amore regge senza legge.)
Summer is the mother of the poor.
The best way to get praise is to die.