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.

Away with you, water, destruction of wine!

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

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.

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

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.

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