Blend a little folly with thy worldly plans: it is delightful to give loose on a proper occasion.

Remember to preserve a calm soul amid difficulties.

Even the good Homer is sometimes caught napping.

It is not enough for poems to be fine; they must charm, and draw the mind of the listener at will.

I prayed only for a small piece of land, a garden, an ever-flowing spring, and bit of woods.

Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own: he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today. Be fair or foul or rain or shine, the joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not Heaven itself upon the past has power, but what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

It is said that the propriety even of old Cato often yielded to the exciting influence of the grape.