He who studies to imitate the poet Pindar, O Julius, relies on artificial wings fastened on with wax, and is sure to give his name to a glassy sea.
It is difficult to speak of what is common in a way of your own.
Whatever advice you give, be short.
Force without reason falls of its own weight.
Fortune makes a fool of those she favors too much.
Let him who has once perceived how much that, which has been discarded, excels that which he has longed for, return at once, and seek again that which he despised.