He is praised by some, blamed by others.
The sorrowful dislike the gay, and the gay the sorrowful.
Acquittal of the guilty damns the judge.
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.
No man is born without faults.
I hate the irreverent rabble and keep them far from me.