He who can simulate sanity will be sane.
Only begin, and you will become eloquent of yourself.
Thou seest how sloth wastes the sluggish body, as water is corrupted unless it moves.
"Gutta cavat lapidem." (Dripping water carves a stone.)
That fair face will as years roll on lose its beauty, and old age will bring its wrinkles to the brow.
When I was from Cupid's passions free, my Muse was mute and wrote no elegy.