He who weighs his burdens, can bear them.
Be cheerful, if you are wise.
A good man enlarges the term of his own existence.
Every epigram should resemble a bee; it should have sting, honey, and brevity.
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.
All your female friends are either old or ugly; nay, more ugly than old women usually are. These you lead about in your train, and drag with you to feasts, porticos and theaters. Thus, Fabulla, you seem handsome, thus you seem young.