The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved in amber, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar.
MARTIALSome things are good, some middling, more bad.
More Martial Quotes
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He who thinks that the lives of Priam and of Nestor were long is much deceived and mistaken. Life consists not in living, but in enjoying health.
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You puff the poets of other days, The living you deplore. Spare me the accolade: your praise Is not worth dying for.
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He who weighs his burdens, can bear them.
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I believe that man to be wretched whom none can please.
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There is no glory in outstripping donkeys.
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You admire, Vacerra, only the poets of old and praise only those who are dead. Pardon me, I beseech you, Vacerra, if I think death too high a price to pay for your praise.
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Fortune gives many too much, but none enough.
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A good man doubles the length of his existence; to have lived so as to look back with pleasure on our past existence is to live twice.
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Epigrams need no crier, but are content with their own tongue.
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You crystal break, for fear of breaking it: Careless and careful hands like faults commit.
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Laugh, if thou art wise.
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There is nothing more revolting than an old busybody.
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I know all that better than my own name.
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Work divided is in that manner shortened.
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Make it a point not to be over-fascinating.
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The African lions rush to attack bulls; they do not attack butterflies.
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You ask what a nice girl will do? She won’t give an inch, but she won’t say no.
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Why do I not kiss you, Philaenis? you are bald. Why do I not kiss you, Philaenis? you are carrotty. Why do I not kiss you, Philaenis? you are one-eyed. He who kisses you, Philaenis, sins against nature.
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Some things are good, some middling, more bad.
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Spare the person but lash the vice.
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To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.
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In adversity it is easy to despise life; he is truly brave who can endure a wretched life.
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There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
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Hidden evils are most dreaded.
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I would not miss your face, your neck, your hands, your limbs, your bosom and certain other of your charms. Indeed, not to become boring by naming them all, I could do without you, Chloe, altogether.
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Some good, some so-so, and lots plain bad: that’s how a book of poems is made, my Friend.
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