The crop always seems better in our neighbor's field, and our neighbor's cow gives more milk.
It is expedient that there should be gods, and, since it is expedient, let us believe that gods exist.
What is now reason was formerly impulse or instinct.
I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.
Sleep ... peace of the soul, who puttest care to flight.
You can learn from anyone even your enemy.