You are so pure in mind and heart, In aspect, too, so mild, I wonder that you ever could Implant your wife with child.
MARTIALFortune gives too much to many, enough to none.
More Martial Quotes
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Fortune gives too much to many, enough to none.
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A man who lives everywhere lives nowhere.
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The swan murmurs sweet strains with a flattering tongue, itself the singer of its own dirge.
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Glory comes too late when we are nought but ashes.
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Those they praise, but they read the others.
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While an ant was wandering under the shade of the tree of Phaeton, a drop of amber enveloped the tiny insect; thus she, who in life was disregarded, became precious by death.
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You praise, in three hundred verses, Sabellus, the baths of Ponticus, who gives such excellent dinners. You wish to dine, Sabellus, not to bathe.
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Tomorrow’s life is too late. Live today.
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It is not he who forms idols in gold or marble that makes them gods, but he who kneels before them.
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You ask what a nice girl will do? She won’t give an inch, but she won’t say no.
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He who writes distichs, wishes, I suppose, to please by brevity. But, tell me, of what avail is their brevity, when there is a whose book full of them?
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Life is not merely to be alive, but to be well.
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I have not hated the man, but his faults.
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Conceal a flaw, and the world will imagine the worst.
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I believe that man to be wretched whom none can please.
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