Too late is tomorrow's life; live for today.

Why do I not kiss you, Philaenis? you are bald. Why do I not kiss you, Philaenis? you are carrotty. Why do I not kiss you, Philaenis? you are one-eyed. He who kisses you, Philaenis, sins against nature.

Your seventh wife, Phileros, is now being buried in your field. No man's field brings him greater profit than yours, Phileros.

I seem to you cruel and too much addicted to gluttony, when I beat my cook for sending up a bad dinner. If that appears to you too trifling a cause, say for what cause you would have a cook flogged.

I do not love thee, Sabidius, nor can I say why; I can only say this, "I do not love thee."

You ask what a nice girl will do? She won't give an inch, but she won't say no.

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