A crafty knave needs no broker.

Remember you must die whether you sit about moping all day long or whether on feast days you stretch out in a green field, happy with a bottle of Falernian from your innermost cellar.

While we're talking, envious time is fleeing: pluck the day, put no trust in the future

The trainer trains the docile horse to turn, with his sensitive neck, whichever way the rider indicates.

Do not try to find out - we're forbidden to know - what end the gods have in store for me, or for you.

There is measure in all things.

This was my prayer: an adequate portion of land with a garden and a spring of water and a small wood to complete the picture.