To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?

It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.

There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh. Risu inepto res ineptior nulla est

Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.

Stop wishing to merit anyone's gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.

I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.

For the godly poet must be chaste himself, but there is no need for his verses to be so.