Forgetful of thy tomb thou buildest houses.
The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I contemplate my treasures in their hoard.
Poets are never allowed to be mediocre by the gods, by men or by publishers.
The hour of happiness will be the more welcome, the less it was expected.
I have raised for myself a monument more durable than brass.
Adversity is wont to reveal genius, prosperity to hide it.