Who now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns. [Lat., Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illue unde negant redire quemquam.]
CATULLUSWho now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns. [Lat., Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illue unde negant redire quemquam.]
More Catullus Quotes
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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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Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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So a maiden, whilst she remains untouched, so long is she dear to her own; when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls.
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I hate and I love. Perchance you ask why I do that. I know not, but I feel that I do and I am tortured. [Lat., Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.]
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Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
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I hate and love. And why, perhaps you’ll ask. I don’t know: but I feel, and I’m tormented.
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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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Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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But you shall not escape my iambics.
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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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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To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
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There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
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