Whatever things injure your eye you are anxious to remove; but things which affect your mind you defer.

Leuconoe, close the book of fate, For troubles are in store, . . . . Live today, tomorrow is not.

It is sweet and right to die for the homeland, but it is sweeter to live for the homeland, and the sweetest to drink for it. Therefore, let us drink to the health of the homeland.

Years, following years, steal something every day; At last they steal us from ourselves away.

In vain will you fly from one vice if in your wilfulness you embrace another.

Do you count your birthdays with gratitude?

I would advise him who wishes to imitate well, to look closely into life and manners, and thereby to learn to express them with truth.