Mingle some brief folly with wisdom now: To be foolish is sweet at times.
Subdue your passion or it will subdue you.
Remember you must die whether you sit about moping all day long or whether on feast days you stretch out in a green field, happy with a bottle of Falernian from your innermost cellar.
Change but the name, and you are the subject of the story.
What we hear strikes the mind with less force than what we see.
As shines the moon amid the lesser fires.