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No hero to me is the man who, by easy shedding of his blood, purchases fame: my hero is he who, without death, can win praise.

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For wealth’s now given to none but to the rich.
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Rich Wealth
The present joys of life we doubly taste, By looking back with pleasure to the past.
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Doubt Ourselves Pleasure Present Taste
In adversity it is easy to despise life; he is truly brave who can endure a wreched life.
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Adversity Brave Easy Endurance Life True
Be not too thick with anybody; your joys will be fewer, and so will pains.
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Happiness Joy Willing Yourself
Service cannot be expected from a friend in service; let him be a freeman who wishes to be my master.
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Friendship Master Service Yourself
My poems are naughty, but my life is pure.
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Life Naughty Poem Purity
Life consists not merely in existing, but in enjoying health.
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Enjoyment Existence Health Life
If you want him to mourn, you had best leave him nothing.
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Himself Leaving Mourn
I am a shell-fish just come from being saturated with the waters of the Lucrine lake, near Baiae; but now I luxuriously thrust for noble pickle.
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Lake Luxury Myself Water
When your crowd of attendants so loudly applaud you, Pomponius, it is not you, but your banquet, that is eloquent.
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Attendant Crowd Elegant Loud Praise Yourself
Some things are good, some middling, more bad.
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Bad Goodness
You may envy every one, but no one envies you.
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Envy Jealous Yourself
I seem to you cruel and too much addicted to gluttony, when I beat my cook for sending up a bad dinner. If that appears to you too trifling a cause, say for what cause you would have a cook flogged.
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Addiction Appearance Cruelty Yourself
Glory comes too late when we are nought but ashes.
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Ash Glory Late
Those they praise, but they read the others.
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One Liner Praise Reading
Man loves malice, but not against one-eyed men nor the unfortunate, but against the fortunate and proud.
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Eyes Love Man Proud Unfortunate

No hero to me is the man who, by easy shedding of his blood, purchases fame: my hero is he who, without death, can win praise.

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