What makes men indifferent to their wives is that they can see them when they please.
When a rose dies, a thorn is left behind.
Women's words are as light as the doomed leaves whirling in autumn, Easily swept by the wind, easily drowned by the wave.
There is a certain pleasure in weeping.
The man who has experienced shipwreck shudders even at a calm sea.
Gifts, believe me, captivate both men and Gods, Jupiter himself was won over and appeased by gifts.