Where two discourse, if the one's anger rise, The man who lets the contest fall is wise

The fiercest anger of all, the most incurable,
Is that which rages in the place of dearest love.

All is change; all yields its place and goes

What anger worse or slower to abate than lovers love when it turns to hate.

Those whom God wishes to destroy, he first makes angry.

It's the wise man who stays home when he's drunk