Anger is short-lived madness.

Whatever advice you give, be short.

In Rome you long for the country. In the country you praise to the skies the distant town.

The musician who always plays on the same string is laughed at.

Be this thy brazen bulwark, to keep a clear conscience, and never turn pale with guilt.

He paints a dolphin in the woods, a boar in the waves.

Once sent out, a word takes wings beyond recall.