All things may be bought in Rome with money.

For the gods, instead of what is most pleasing, will give what is most proper. Man is dearer to them than he is to himself.

The brief span of our poor unhappy life to its final hour Is hastening on; and while we drink and call for gay wreaths, Perfumes, and young girls, old age creeps upon us, unperceived.

When talent fails, indignation writes the verse.

The face, not the woman is the attraction.

The abuse of cabmen in a block.

Make all fair allowance for the mistakes of youth.