Meet the disorder in the outset, the medicine may be too late, when the disease has gained ground through delay.

The love of glory gives an immense stimulus.

I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.

Devouring Time and envious Age, all things yield to you; and with lingering death you destroy, step by step, with venomed tooth whatever you attack.

That pleasure which can be safely indulged in is the least inviting.

Chaste is she whom no one has asked.

There is something in omens.