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

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

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

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.

I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.

We see not our own backs.

It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem