Joys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.
You may envy every one, but no one envies you.
A good man enlarges the term of his own existence.
When your crowd of attendants so loudly applaud you, Pomponius, it is not you, but your banquet, that is eloquent.
Of no day can the retrospect cause pain to a good man.
It is to live twice when we can enjoy the recollections of our former life.