The populace may hiss me, but when I go home and think of my money, I applaud myself.
A good resolve will make any port.
The cook cares not a bit for toil, toil, if the fowl be plump and fat
Who then is free? The wise man who can govern himself.
It is not enough for poems to be fine; they must charm, and draw the mind of the listener at will.
While we're talking, envious time is fleeing: pluck the day, put no trust in the future