Shun to seek what is hid in the womb of the morrow, and set down as gain in life's ledger whatever time fate shall have granted thee.

That I make poetry and give pleasure - if I give pleasure - are because of you.

A greater liar than the Parthians.

He who feared that he would not succeed sat still.

Every old poem is sacred.

Force without judgement falls on its own weight.

In love there are two evils: war and peace.