Anger is brief madness
Poetry is like painting: one piece takes your fancy if you stand close to it, another if you keep at some distance.
Let us seize, friends, our opportunity from the day as it passes.
Does he council you better who bids you, Money, by right means, if you can: but by any means, make money ?
If matters go badly now, they will not always be so.
Virtue consists in fleeing vice.