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.
CATULLUSThe vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.
More Catullus Quotes
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Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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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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There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
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My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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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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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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Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
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To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
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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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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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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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We see not our own backs.
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I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
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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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Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
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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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Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
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Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.
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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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The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
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Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
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But you shall not escape my iambics.
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