Oh! thou who are greatly mad, deign to spare me who am less mad.

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

Words will not fail when the matter is well considered.

Not to hope for things to last forever, is what the year teaches and even the hour which snatches a nice day away.

Dispel the cold, bounteously replenishing the hearth with logs.

Patience makes lighter / What sorrow may not heal. ("sed levius fit patientia quidquid corrigere est nefas")

A greater liar than the Parthians.