Who knows if the gods above will add tomorrow's span to this day's sum?
He who speaks ill of an absent friend, or fails to take his part if attacked by another, that man is a scoundrel.
Summer treads on heels of spring.
That I make poetry and give pleasure - if I give pleasure - are because of you.
Rains driven by storms fall not perpetually on the land already sodden, neither do varying gales for ever disturb the Caspian sea.
There is a proper measure in all things, certain limits beyond which and short of which right is not to be found. Who so cultivates the golden mean avoids the poverty of a hovel and the envy of a palace.