Live as brave men and face adversity with stout hearts.

Alas, Postumus, the fleeting years slip by, nor will piety give any stay to wrinkles and pressing old age and untamable death.

The lofty pine is most easily brought low by the force of the wind, and the higher the tower the greater the fall thereof.

When I struggle to be terse, I end by being obscure.

Thus one thing requires assistance from another, and joins in friendly help.

Where there are many beauties in a poem I shall not cavil at a few faults proceeding either from negligence or from the imperfection of our nature.

What may not be altered is made lighter by patience.