Do you ask what sort of a maid I desire or dislike, Flaccus? I dislike one too easy and one too coy. The just mean, which lies between the two extremes, is what I approve; I like neither that which tortures nor that which cloys.

Genuine is the sorrow endured without anyone else knowing about it.

If my opinion is of any worth, the fieldfare is the greatest delicacy among birds, the hare among quadrupeds.

The face that cannot smile is never fair.

Of no day can the retrospect cause pain to a good man.

The world is blessed most by men who do things, and not by those who merely talk about them. -James Oliver 'Tomorrow I will live,' the fool does say; tomorrow itself is late; the wise live yesterday.

If you want him to mourn, you had best leave him nothing.