Character: Falstaff

You, Jupiter, turned into a Swan one day - remember when you fell in love with Leda? O omnipotent love! She made God, the father of the gods, to be like the stupid bird of the goose breed.

O mighty love! The beast it turns sometimes in man, and man to beast.

Remember the old Jupiter, the day when you became a bull for the sake of Europe. Love adorned thy divine head horns.

Life is a weaving Shuttle: back and forth, back and forth.

I believe in odd and always bet on odd numbers - say, happiness loves them.

Money - glorious soldiers, everywhere their way break.

Falstaff now is not the one he had learned
Prudence of his century.

Now I'm not to fat-be alive. In order to live, we need money.

Prudence is the best trait of courage.