The vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.
CATULLUSWe see not our own backs.
More Catullus Quotes
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I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
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The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
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I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
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Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
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There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.
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There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
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Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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I hate and I love, and who can tell me why?
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My mind’s sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn’t like you if you were the best of women, -or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
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For the godly poet must be chaste himself, but there is no need for his verses to be so.
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Godlike the man who sits at her side, who watches and catches that laughter which (softly) tears me to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time I see her.
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What woman says to fond lover should be written on air or the swift water. [Lat., Mulier cupido quod dicit amanti, In vento et rapida scribere oportet aqua.]
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.
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Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
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It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
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Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
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I can imagine no greater misfortune for a cultured people than to see in the hands of the rulers not only the civil, but also the religious power.
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We see not our own backs.
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What women say to lovers, you’ll agree, One writes on running water or on air.
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My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
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Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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