What you lend is lost; when you ask for it back, you may find a
friend made an enemy by your kindness. If you begin to press him
further, you have the choice of two things--either to lose your
loan or lose your friend.
[Lat., Si quis mutuum quid dederit, sit pro proprio perditum;
Cum repetas, inimicum amicum beneficio invenis tuo.
Si mage exigere cupias, duarum rerum exoritur optio;
Vel illud, quod credideris perdas, vel illum amicum, amiseris.]
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In the morning of the night ~~ When I woke to find you gone ~~ I knew your distant devil read more
In the morning of the night ~~ When I woke to find you gone ~~ I knew your distant devil ~~Must be draggin' you along
Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.
Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.
The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.
The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.
The cheerful loser is the winner.
The cheerful loser is the winner.
But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts.
It's what you do with what read more
Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts.
It's what you do with what you have left.
Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse
Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse
Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
Losers must have leave to speak.
Losers must have leave to speak.
