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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.

Martial

You are sad in the midst of every blessing. Take care that Fortune does not observe–or she will call you ungrateful.
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Blessing Care Fortune Gratitude Observation Sadness Yourself
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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Doubt Existence Goodness Live Man
To-morrow I will live, the fool does say; To-day itself’s too late, the wise lived yesterday.
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Fools Future Past Wisdom
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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Boredom Face Love Missing Myself Togetherness
Be not too thick with anybody; your joys will be fewer, and so will pains.
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Happiness Joy Willing Yourself
If you are poor now, Aemilianus, you will always be poor. Riches are now given to none but the rich.
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Poor Rich Unfair Willing Yourself
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
Live thy life as it were spoil and pluck the joys that fly.
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Fly Joy Life Live
Those they praise, but they read the others.
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One Liner Praise Reading
A vagrant is everywhere at home.
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Home One Liner
To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.
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Death Glory Late
You crystal break, for fear of breaking it: Careless and careful hands like faults commit.
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Break Care Commitment Crystal Fear Hands Yourself
For life is only life when blessed with health.
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Blessing Health Life
He who writes distichs, wishes, I suppose, to please by brevity. But, tell me, of what avail is their brevity, when there is a whose book full of them?
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Book Himself Writing
I have granted you much that you asked: and yet you never cease to ask of me. He who refuses nothing, Atticilla, will soon have nothing to refuse.
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Gratitude Greedy Myself Refusal

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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