The foolish are like ripples on water, For whatsoever they do is quickly effaced; But the righteous are like carvings upon stone, For their smallest act is durable.
I have to submit to much in order to pacify the touchy tribe of poets.
The earth opens impartially her bosom to receive the beggar and the prince.
Whatever things injure your eye you are anxious to remove; but things which affect your mind you defer.
In Rome you long for the country. In the country you praise to the skies the distant town.
Can you restrain your laughter, my friends?