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.]
CATULLUSEvery one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
More Catullus Quotes
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We see not our own backs.
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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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What women say to lovers, you’ll agree, One writes on running water or on air.
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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, and who can tell me why?
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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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What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
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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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Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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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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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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Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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