As our self-interests differ, so do our feelings.
We never taste a perfect joy; our happiest successes are mixed with sadness.
He who plays advisor is no longer ambassador.
Ah, though a Roman, I am not less a man.
Your arm is unvanquished, but not invincible.
He should be envied Who when his strength is spent lays down his life. Old age reserves a melancholy fate For noble souls before their life is done.