To be able to enjoy one's past life is to live twice.

Life is not living, but living in health.

The swifter hand doth the swift words outrun: Before the tongue hath spoke the hand hath done.

The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved in amber, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar.

Rarity gives a charm; so early fruits and winter roses are the most prized; and coyness sets off an extravagant mistress, while the door always open tempts no suitor.

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.

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