“A man who lives everywhere lives nowhere.”

Virtue extends our days: he lives two lives who relives his past with pleasure.

Service cannot be expected from a friend in service; let him be a freeman who wishes to be my master.

Life consists not merely in existing, but in enjoying health.

It is folly to waste labour about trifles.

You give me nothing during your life, but you promise to provide for me at your death. If you are not a fool, you know what I wish for!

What’s a wretched man? A man whom no man pleases.

You are so pure in mind and heart, In aspect, too, so mild, I wonder that you ever could Implant your wife with child.

Whoever is not too wise is wise.

The swan murmurs sweet strains with a flattering tongue, itself the singer of its own dirge.

Epigrams need no crier, but are content with their own tongue.

If I remember right, Aelia, you had four teeth; a cough displaced two, another two more. You can now cough without anxiety all the day long. A third cough can find nothing to do in your mouth.

I wont let a wife lead me to the altar.

I believe that man to be wretched whom none can please.

Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumbbells? To dig a vineyard is worthier exercise for men.

Your page stands against you and says to you that you are a thief.

One genius has made many clever artists.