Nothing in the entire universe ever perishes, believe me, but things vary, and adopt a new form. The phrase being born is used for beginning to be something different from what one was before, while dying means ceasing to be the same. Though this thing may pass into that, and that into this, yet the sums of things remains unchanged.

Let what is irksome become habitual, no more will it trouble you.

What is reason now was passion heretofore.

Nothing is swifter than our years.

When I was from Cupid's passions free, my Muse was mute and wrote no elegy.

You will be safest in the middle.

To give requires good sense.