Where there are many beauties in a poem I shall not cavil at a few faults proceeding either from negligence or from the imperfection of our nature.
There is nothing assured to mortals.
Seize the day, put no trust in the morrow!
What it is forbidden to be put right becomes lighter by acceptance.
Wherever the storm carries me, I go a willing guest.
Get money; by just means. if you can; if not, still get money.