Be cheerful, if you are wise.
MARTIALBe cheerful, if you are wise.
MARTIALIf you have any shame, forbear to pluck the beard of a dead lion.
MARTIALMy poems are naughty, but my life is pure.
MARTIALTo have nothing is not poverty.
MARTIALSuch are thou and I: but what I am thou canst not be; what thou art any one of the multitude may be.
MARTIALIt is not, believe me, the act of a wise man to say, “I will live.” To-morrow’s life is too late; live to-day.
MARTIALI 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.
MARTIALToo late is tomorrow’s life; live for today.
MARTIALJoys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.
MARTIALI do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.
MARTIALTo-morrow I will live, the fool does say; To-day itself’s too late, the wise lived yesterday.
MARTIALLive thy life as it were spoil and pluck the joys that fly.
MARTIALWhoever makes great presents, expects great presents in return.
MARTIALA cook should double one sense have: for he Should taster for himself and master be.
MARTIALI know all that better than my own name.
MARTIALTo the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.
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