The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
CATULLUSBetter a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
More Catullus Quotes
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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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My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
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Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
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Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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Godlike the man who sits at her side, who watches and catches that laughter which (softly) tears me to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time I see her.
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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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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
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Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
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Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
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There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.
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Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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What women say to lovers, you’ll agree, One writes on running water or on air.
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