Gifts are like hooks.
To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.
If you have any shame, forbear to pluck the beard of a dead lion.
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.
It is not, believe me, the act of a wise man to say, "I will live." To-morrow's life is too late; live to-day.
He who prefers to give Linus the half of what he wishes to borrow, rather than to lend him the whole, prefers to lose only the half.