Desiring things widely different for their various tastes.
I have lived: tomorrow the Father may fill the sky with black clouds or with cloudless sunshine.
The mad is either insane or he is composing verses.
Betray not a secret even though racked by wine or wrath.
I have completed a monument more lasting than brass.
Man learns more readily and remembers more willingly what excites his ridicule than what deserves esteem and respect.