You may drive out nature with a pitchfork, yet she'll be constantly running back.
Multa ferunt anni venientes commoda secum, Multa recedentes adimiunt. (The years, as they come, bring many agreeable things with them; as they go, they take many away.)
Ridicule is often employed with more power and success than severity.
I have to submit to much in order to pacify the touchy tribe of poets.
A wise God shrouds the future in obscure darkness.
Nothing is swifter than rumor.