In an easy cause any man may be eloquent.
I am above being injured by fortune, though she steals away much, more will remain with me. The blessing I now enjoy transcend fear.
Grief is put to flight and assuaged by generous draughts.
It is some alleviation to ills we cannot cure to speak of them.
Anything cracked will shatter at a touch.
Writings survive the years; it is by writings that you know Agamemnon, and those who fought for or against him. [Lat., Scripta ferunt annos; scriptis Agamemnona nosti, Et quisquis contra vel simul arma tulit.]
Women's words are as light as the doomed leaves whirling in autumn, Easily swept by the wind, easily drowned by the wave.
Dear to girls' hearts is their own beauty.
Sleep ... peace of the soul, who puttest care to flight.
Love is a kind of warfare.
Fair Flora! Now attend thy sportful feast, Of which some days I with design have past; A part in April and a part in May Thou claim'st, and both command my tuneful lay; And as the confines of two months are thine To sing of both the double task be mine.
Death is not grievous to me, for I shall lay aside my pains by death. [Lat., Nec mihi mors gravis est posituro morte dolores.]
There is a good deal in a man's mode of eating.
A bitter drug oft brings relief.
Anger assists hands however weak. [Lat., Quamlibet infirmas adjuvat ira manus.]
A soldier when aged is not appreciated; the love of an old man sickens.
Envy, slothful vice, Never makes its way in lofty characters, But, like the skulking viper, creeps and crawls Close to the ground.
When a house is tottering to its fall, The strain lies heaviest on the weakest part, One tiny crack throughout the structure spreads, And its own weight soon brings it toppling down.
Have consideration for wounded feelings.
We covet what is guarded; the very care invokes the thief. Few love what they may have.
According to the state of a man's conscience, so do hope and fear on account of his deeds arise in his mind.
Habit had made the custom.
Beauty, if you do not open your doors, takes age from lack of use.
Anger assists hands however weak.
Art lies in concealing art.
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