“Shall I still sigh for what I have not got, Or try with cheerfulness to bear my lot? Fill up my cup! I know not if the breath I now am drawing is my last, or not!”

“I have not asked for life.But I try to accept whateverlife brings without surprise.And I shall depart again without havingquestioned anyone about my strangestay here on earth.”

“I brought the cup to my lips with greedBegging for longevity, my temporal needCup brought its to mine, its secret did feedTime never returns, drink, of this take heed”

“I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return'd to me, And answer'd: 'I Myself am Heav'n and Hell”

“Dawn filled the sky with roses. In thecrystal-clear air the last song of the nightingaledies. The smell of the wine weakens. This is the momentwhen fools dream of fame! How softis your hair, my beloved!”

“I hide my distress, just likethe blessed birds hide themselveswhen they are preparing to die. Wine! Wine, roses, music and yourindifference to my sadness, my loved-one!”

“When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.”