I am a shell-fish just come from being saturated with the waters of the Lucrine lake, near Baiae; but now I luxuriously thrust for noble pickle.
Every bird that upwards swings Bears the Cross upon its wings.
No man is quick enough to enjoy life.
Be not too thick with anybody; your joys will be fewer, and so will pains.
In adversity it is easy to despise life; he is truly brave who can endure a writeched life
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.