He writes nothing whose writings are not read.

What quick wit is found in sudden straits!

See, how the liver is swollen larger than a fat goose! In amazement you will exclaim: Where could this possibly grow?

The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved, in a tear of the sisters of Phaeton, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar. It has obtained a worthy reward for its great toils; we may suppose that the bee itself would have desired such a death.

He who prefers to give Linus the half of what he wishes to borrow, rather than to lend him the whole, prefers to lose only the half.

Man loves malice, but not against one-eyed men nor the unfortunate, but against the fortunate and proud.

A vagrant is everywhere at home.