Fair peace is becoming to men; fierce anger belongs to beasts.
I cannot keep track of all the vagaries of fashion, Every day, so it seems, brings in a different style.
God gave man an upright countenance to survey the heavens, and to look upward to the stars.
There is no such thing as pure, unalloyed pleasure; some bitter ever mingles with the sweet.
Jupiter has no leisure to attend to little things.
The gods have their own rules.