Some good, some so-so, and lots plain bad: that's how a book of poems is made, my Friend.
The virtuous man is never a novice in worldly things.
Of no day can the retrospect cause pain to a good man.
Too late is tomorrow's life; live for today.
A good man doubles the length of his existence; to have lived so as to look back with pleasure on our past existence is to live twice.
All your female friends are either old or ugly; nay, more ugly than old women usually are. These you lead about in your train, and drag with you to feasts, porticos and theaters. Thus, Fabulla, you seem handsome, thus you seem young.