Then worms shall try That long preserved virginity, And your quaint honor turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place But none, I think, do there embrace.
One should eat to live, not live to eat.
What a terrible thing to be a great lord, yet a wicked man.
The ancients, sir, are the ancients, and we are the people of today.
A laudation in Greek is of marvellous efficacy on the title-page of a book.
It is madness beyond compare To try to reform the world.