Seize the day, put no trust in the morrow!
The shame of fools conceals their open wounds. [Lat., Stultorum incurata malus pudor ulcera celat.]
Life gives nothing to man without labor.
Those who want much, are always much in need; happy the man to whom God gives with a sparing hand what is sufficient for his wants.
The years as they pass plunder us of one thing after another.
Pale death, with impartial step, knocks at the hut of the poor and the towers of kings. [Lat., Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas Regumque turres.]
It is no easy matter to say commonplace things in an original way.
Be prepared to go mad with fixed rule and method.
The great virtue of parents is a great dowry.
Who knows whether the gods will add tomorrow to the present hour?
I hate the uncultivated crowd and keep them at a distance. Favour me by your tongues (keep silence). [Lat., Odi profanum vulgus et arceo. Favete linguis.]
A good resolve will make any port.
Often you must turn your stylus to erase, if you hope to write anything worth a second reading.
The one who cannot restrain their anger will wish undone, what their temper and irritation prompted them to do.
Man is never watchful enough against dangers that threaten him every hour. [Lat., Quid quisque vitet nunquam homini satis Cautum est in horas.]
Fiction intended to please, should resemble truth as much as possible.
He has half the deed done who has made a beginning.
Virtue knowing no base repulse, shines with untarnished honour; nor does she assume or resign her emblems of honour by the will of some popular breeze. [Lat., Virtus repulse nescia sordidae, Intaminatis fulget honoribus; Nec sumit aut ponit secures Arbitrio popularis aurae.]
Music is an incitement to love.
Blind self-love, vanity, lifting aloft her empty head, and indiscretion, prodigal of secrets more transparent than glass, follow close behind.
Once a word has been allowed to escape, it cannot be recalled.
God can change the lowest to the highest, abase the proud, and raise the humble.
Excellence when concealed, differs but little from buried worthlessness. [Lat., Paullum sepultae distat inertiae Celata virtus.]
Why then should words challenge Eternity, When greatest men, and greatest actions die? Use may revive the obsoletest words, And banish those that now are most in vogue; Use is the judge, the law, and rule of speech.
Poets, the first instructors of mankind, Brought all things to the proper native use.
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