Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
CATULLUSGive me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
More Catullus Quotes
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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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.]
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Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
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Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
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There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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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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The vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.
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But you shall not escape my iambics.
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There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
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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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What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
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Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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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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