To waste one’s breath; to pump into a sieve.
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Anand Thakur
To waste one’s breath; to pump into a sieve.
PLAUTUSConquered, we conquer.
PLAUTUSWoman is certainly the daughter of Delay personified!
PLAUTUSGive assistance, and receive thanks lighter than a feather: injure a man, and his wrath will be like lead.
PLAUTUSFor nobody is curious, who isn’t malevolent.
PLAUTUSCourage is its own reward.
PLAUTUSOnes oldest friend is the best.
PLAUTUSThe stronger always succeeds.
PLAUTUSIf anything is spoken in jest, it is not fair to turn it to earnest.
PLAUTUSHe that would eat the nut must crack the shell.
PLAUTUSIt is only when we have lost them that we fully appreciate our blessings.
PLAUTUSRiches, rightly used, breed delight.
PLAUTUSA woman without paint is like food without salt.
PLAUTUSThere’s no such thing, you know, as picking out the best woman: it’s only a question of comparative badness, brother.
PLAUTUSWe are pouring our words into a sieve, and lose our labor.
PLAUTUSAll men love themselves.
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