Beauty is fading, nor is fortune stable; sooner or later death comes to all.
Make room, Roman writers, make room for Greek writers; something greater than the Iliad is born.
Afflicted by love's madness all are blind.
Let each man pass his days in that endeavor wherein his gift is greatest.
I say as an expert, no one is faithful in love -Expertus dico, nemo est in amore fidelis
Do not unto another that which you would not he should do unto you.