Pleasure for one hour, a bottle of wine. Pleasure for one year a marriage; but pleasure for a lifetime, a garden.

You can hardly make a friend in a year, but you can easily offend one in an hour.

An unwise moment of pleasure can turn into a lifetime of pain.

Pleasure for one hour, a bottle of wine. Pleasure for one year a marriage; but pleasure for a lifetime, a garden.

What between the duties expected of one during one's lifetime, and the duties exacted from one after one's death, land has ceased to be either a profit or a pleasure. It gives one position, and prevents one from keeping it up. That's all that can be said about land.

A thousand cups of wine do not suffice when true friends meet, but half a sentence is too much when there is no meeting of minds.