The face that cannot smile is never fair.
You give me nothing during your life, but you promise to provide for me at your death. If you are not a fool, you know what I wish for!
There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
If you want him to mourn, you had best leave him nothing.
No man is quick enough to enjoy life.
When your crowd of attendants so loudly applaud you, Pomponius, it is not you, but your banquet, that is eloquent.