Time will bring to light whatever is hidden it will cover up and conceal what is now shining in splendor.
Capture the day, put minimum trust on tomorrow.
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.
It is not permitted that we should know everything.
You must avoid sloth, that wicked siren.
The ear of the bridled horse is in the mouth.