Unless the vessel be pure, everything which is poured into it will turn sour.
Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul, gives being to our hopes, bids the coward flight, drives dull care away, and teaches new means for the accomplishment of our wishes.
No one is content with his own lot.
At Rome I love Tibur; then, like a weathercock, at Tibur Rome.
If you cannot conduct yourself with propriety, give place to those who can.
Gold loves to make its way through guards, and breaks through barriers of stone more easily than the lightning's bolt.