In youth alone, unhappy mortals live; But, ah! the mighty bliss is fugitive: Discolour'd sickness, anxious labour, come, And age, and death's inexorable doom.

Roman, remember that you shall rule the nations by your authority, for this is to be your skill, to make peace the custom, to spare the conquered, and to wage war until the haughty are brought low.

A fickle and changeful thing is a woman ever.

We can't all do everything.

We are not all able to do all things.

I shudder when relating it.

Happy the man who has been able to learn the causes of things.