He who loves not wine, woman and songs, remains a fool his whole life long.とは 意味・読み方・使い方

He who loves not wine, woman and songs, remains a fool his whole life long.

He who loves not wine, woman and songs, Remains a fool his whole life long.

The bubbles that float in the pools now vanishing, now forming, never stay long in one place.

The man is sleeping unmissed and unmourned eternally.

I'd give anything in the world not to lose his love.

He said cynically that every man has his price.

He hasn't got an ounce of shame in him.

He is utterly lost to all [any] sense of shame.

Just because people stick to the practice of not smoking, it doesn't necessarily mean they will live longer.

That whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

He intended to retire from active life, but fate had decided otherwise.

But Jin and Hide's father still expects Hide to become a dentist and may not approve of his music career.

It is true that there is nothing much to criticize in him, but there is very little to recommend him either.

Nothing can fill the aching void left by her son's death.

Frankie refuses to train her but she never gives up.

He does not, in short, write with the candor of a man who is completely confident of his thesis.

He does not, in short, write with the candor of man who is completely confident of his thesis.

Whom the gods love die young.

Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.

He and Zhou Yu are left without many soldiers, weapons or food.

Just pocket your pride and borrow the money. Anyone can fall on hard times.

That young man can't get the sort of jobs he wants, and doesn't have any friends: He's really at a loss.

I can't leave this to others. I'm no lifesaver but if I don't help her myself....

I can't leave this to others. I'm no lifesaver but if I don't help her myself ...

As long as they are just drinking and making merry it's not so bad, but I can't forgive them when they start [but I draw the line at] breaking things.

He puts on his old supersuit and goes on a mission as Mr. Incredible without even telling his family.

There's not much point in saving up money; you can't take it with you (when you go).

The child really is a prodigy to be able to play those difficult Liszt sonatas so skillfully.

He won't give up so easily, you know; he's survived the austerities of the post‐war period.

It is very thoughtless of him to keep us waiting so long in a cold room like this.