No, but you're wrong now, and always will be.

Years, following years, steal something every day; At last they steal us from ourselves away.

Plant no other tree before the vine.

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.

If you study the history and records of the world you must admit that the source of justice was the fear of injustice.

Drive Nature from your door with a pitchfork, and she will return again and again.

When I struggle to be terse, I end by being obscure.