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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.

Martial

Be not too thick with anybody; your joys will be fewer, and so will pains.
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Happiness Joy Willing Yourself
I’m what I seem; not any dyer gave, But nature dyed this colour that I have.
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Color Myself Natural
For life is only life when blessed with health.
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Blessing Health Life
If you have any shame, forbear to pluck the beard of a dead lion.
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Death Shame Yourself
Believing hear, what you deserve to hear: Your birthday as my own to me is dear. But yours gives most; for mine did only lend Me to the world; yours gave to me a friend.
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Believe Deserve Myself World
A novice always behaves with propriety.
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Beginning Behavior Novice
It is as good as second life to be able to look back upon our past life with pleasure.
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Goodness Life Pleasure Sight
He who weighs his burdens, can bear them.
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Burden Himself Weigh
While you cannot resolve what you are, at last you may be nothing.
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Solution Yourself
Make it a point not to be over-fascinating.
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Fascination One Liner Point
It is easy in adversity to despise death; he has real fortitude who dares to live and be wretched.
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Adversity Death Easy Live Reality
To be able to enjoy one’s past life is to live twice.
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Enjoyment Life Live Past
Your page stands against you and says to you that you are a thief.
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Page Stand Thief Yourself
What’s a wretched man? A man whom no man pleases.
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Man Please Satisfaction
Red-haired, black-lipped, club-footed, and blink-eyed; if you’re a good man, you’re a wonder!
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Goodness Man Yourself
If your slave commits a fault, do not smash his teeth with your fists; give him some of the (hard) biscuit which famous Rhodes has sent you.
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Biscuit Commitment Mistake Slave Yourself

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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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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