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.

I court not the votes of the fickle mob.

One gains universal applause who mingles the useful with the agreeable, at once delighting and instructing the reader.

The hour of happiness will be the more welcome, the less it was expected.

Let Apella the Jew believe it.

Usually the modest person passes for someone reserved, the silent for a sullen person

Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.