The gods have sent medicines for the venom of serpents, but there is no medicine for a bad woman. She is more noxious than the viper, or than fire itself.

This is slavery, not to speak one's thought.

If we could be twice young and twice old we could correct all our mistakes.

Those whom God wishes to destroy, he first makes mad.

Time will bring healing.

Stronger than lover's love is lover's hate. Incurable, in each, the wounds they make.

Both to the rich and poor, wine is the happy antidote for sorrow.