Not treasured wealth, nor the consul's lictor, can dispel the mind's bitter conflicts and the cares that flit, like bats, about your fretted roofs.

Never without a shilling in my purse.

Be brief, that the mind may catch thy precepts, and the more easily retain them.

Anger is momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.

Let your literary compositions be kept from the public eye for nine years at least.

To marvel at nothing is just about the one and only thing, Numicius, that can make a man happy and keep him that way.

I prayed only for a small piece of land, a garden, an ever-flowing spring, and bit of woods.