He whom all hate all wish to see destroyed.
Pursuits become habits.
Adde, quod ingénues didicisse fideliter artes Emollit mores, nec sinit esse fervos. To be instructed in the arts, softens the manners and makes men gentle.
Let ancient times delight other folk, I rejoice that I was not born till now.
Our neighbour's crop is always more fruitful and his cattle produce more milk than our own.
Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength.