So a maiden, whilst she remains untouched, so long is she dear to her own; when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls.
There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
Stop wishing to merit anyone's gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
Away with you, water, destruction of wine!