I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
CATULLUSI hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.
More Catullus Quotes
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My mind’s sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn’t like you if you were the best of women, -or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
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Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.
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Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
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I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.
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What woman says to fond lover should be written on air or the swift water. [Lat., Mulier cupido quod dicit amanti, In vento et rapida scribere oportet aqua.]
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To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
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For the godly poet must be chaste himself, but there is no need for his verses to be so.
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The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
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Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
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I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
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It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
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Who now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns. [Lat., Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illue unde negant redire quemquam.]
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I can imagine no greater misfortune for a cultured people than to see in the hands of the rulers not only the civil, but also the religious power.
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The vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.
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