I found Rome a city of bricks and left it a city of marble.
If I have played my part well, clap your hands, and dismiss me with applause from the stage.
If we could survive without a wife, citizens of Rome, all of us would do without that nuisance.
Practice, the master of all things.
We write our names in the sand: and then the waves roll in and wash them away.
If you want rainbow, you have to deal with the rain.