Life is not merely to be alive, but to be well.
Tomorrow's life is too late. Live today.
There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
The African lions rush to attack bulls; they do not attack butterflies.
[Lat., In tauros Libyci ruunt leones;
Non sunt papilionibus molesti.]
From no place can you exclude the fates.
[Lat., Nullo fata loco possis excludere.]
A man who lives everywhere lives nowhere.
Can the fish love the fisherman?
[Lat., Piscatorem piscis amare potest?]
Conceal a flaw, and the world will imagine the worst.
Generosity during life is a very different thing from generosity in the hour of death; one proceeds from genuine liberality, and benevolence; the other from pride or fear, or from the fact that you cannot take your money with you to the other world.
There is nothing more contemptible than a bald man who pretends to have hair.
You're obstinate, pliant, merry, morose, all at once. For me there's no living with you, or without you.
I have granted you much that you asked: and yet you never cease to ask of me. He who refuses nothing, Atticilla, will soon have nothing to refuse.
Virtue extends our days: he lives two lives who relives his past with pleasure.
Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumbbells? To dig a vineyard is worthier exercise for men.
It is feeling and force of imagination that make us eloquent.
Life is not living, but living in health.
While an ant was wandering under the shade of the tree of Phaeton, a drop of amber enveloped the tiny insect; thus she, who in life was disregarded, became precious by death.
There is nothing more revolting than an old busybody.
They let out on hire their passions and eloquence. [Referring to lawyers.]
The shameless Chloe placed on the tombs of her seven husbands the inscription, "The work of Chloe." How could she have expressed herself more plainly?
If fame comes after death, I'm in no hurry for it.
[Lat., Si post fata venit gloria non propero.]
Gifts are like fish-hooks; for who is not aware that the greedy char is deceived by the fly which he swallows?
Fortune gives too much to many, enough to none.
If fame is to come only after death, I am in no hurry for it.
Genuine is the sorrow endured without anyone else knowing about it.
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