Ah, what is more blessed than to put cares away, when the mind lays by its burden, and tired with labor of far travel we have come to our own home and rest on the couch we longed for? This it is which alone is worth all these toils.

I can imagine no greater misfortune for a cultured people than to see in the hands of the rulers not only the civil, but also the religious power.

Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!

Brother, hello and good-bye. Frater, ave atque vale

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

What women say to lovers, you'll agree, One writes on running water or on air.

The vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.