The most persistent hate is that which doth degenerate from love.
Dura est manus cirurgi, sed sanans. The hand of the surgeon is hard, but healing.
Hoc solum deliqui, quod uiuo. My only fault is that I am alive.
If die I must, let me die drinking in an Inn.
The Cistercians do not eat meat... Yet they keep pigs to the number of many thousands, and sell the bacon - though perhaps not quite all of it. The heads, legs, and feet they neither give away, throw away, nor sell. What becomes of them God knows.
Numquam enim audiendi quod aliquis monachus super puerum incubuisset, quin statim post ipsum surrexisset puer. I have heard before of a monk throwing himself on a boy, but the boyalways rose again afterwards.