What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
CATULLUSIt is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
More Catullus Quotes
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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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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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Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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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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What women say to lovers, you’ll agree, One writes on running water or on air.
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Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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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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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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Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
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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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Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
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