He writes nothing whose writings are not read.
For wealth's now given to none but to the rich.
What quick wit is found in sudden straits!
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.
If fame is to come only after death, I am in no hurry for it.
If my opinion is of any worth, the fieldfare is the greatest delicacy among birds, the hare among quadrupeds.