He who is always in a hurry to be wealthy and immersed in the study of augmenting his fortune has lost the arms of reason and deserted the post of virtue.
It is not permitted that we should know everything.
He, who has blended the useful with the sweet, has gained every point .
A poem is like a painting.
Alas, Postumus, the fleeting years slip by, nor will piety give any stay to wrinkles and pressing old age and untamable death.
Be ever on your guard what you say of anybody and to whom.