You are a fool in four letters, my son.

Most people die from the remedy rather than from the illness.

Stay awhile that we may make an end the sooner.

I want to be distinguished from the rest; to tell the truth, a friend to all mankind is not a friend for me.

You have but to hold forth in cap and gown, and any gibberish becomes learning, all nonsense passes for sense.

I prefer a pleasant vice to an annoying virtue.

Even Rome cannot grant us a dispensation from death.