Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul.
Poetry is like painting: one piece takes your fancy if you stand close to it, another if you keep at some distance.
In avoiding one evil we fall into another, if we use not discretion.
Smooth out with wine the worries of a wrinkled brow.
Many heroes lived before Agamemnon; but all are unknown and unwept, extinguished in everlasting night, because they have no spirited chronicler.
Fiction intended to please, should resemble truth as much as possible.