A novice always behaves with propriety.
Givers of great dinners know few enemies.
You admire, Vacerra, only the poets of old and praise only those who are dead. Pardon me, I beseech you, Vacerra, if I think death too high a price to pay for your praise.
Some good, some so-so, and lots plain bad: that's how a book of poems is made, my Friend.
One genius has made many clever artists.
I have granted you much that you asked: and yet you never cease to ask of me. He who refuses nothing, Atticilla, will soon have nothing to refuse.