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My poems are naughty, but my life is pure.

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He who thinks that the lives of Priam and of Nestor were long is much deceived and mistaken. Life consists not in living, but in enjoying health.
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Enjoyment Health Mistake Thinking
What’s a wretched man? A man whom no man pleases.
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Man Please Satisfaction
I do not hate the man, but his vices.
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Hate Himself Man One Liner Vice
You complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.
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Friendship Short Writing Yourself
Be not too thick with anybody; your joys will be fewer, and so will pains.
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Happiness Joy Willing Yourself
The swan murmurs sweet strains with a flattering tongue, itself the singer of its own dirge.
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Swan Tongue
You importune me, Tucca, to present you with my books. I shall not do so; for you want to sell, not to read, them.
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Book Myself Present Reading Yourself
It is feeling and force of imagination that make us eloquent.
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Elegant Feeling Force Imagination Ourselves
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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Book Himself Writing
What quick wit is found in sudden straits!
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Finding Quick Sudden
It is as good as second life to be able to look back upon our past life with pleasure.
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Goodness Life Pleasure Sight
You puff the poets of other days, The living you deplore. Spare me the accolade: your praise Is not worth dying for.
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Death Live Poet Praise Worth
Nothing is more ill-timed than an ill-timed laugh.
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Laughter Time
No man is quick enough to enjoy life.
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Enough Life Man Quick
Be satisfied, and pleased with what thou art, Act cheerfully and well thou allotted part; Enjoy the present hour, be thankful for the past, And neither fear, nor wish, the approaches of the last.
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Cheer Enjoyment Fear Past Satisfaction Thankful
If your slave commits a fault, do not smash his teeth with your fists; give him some of the (hard) biscuit which famous Rhodes has sent you.
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Biscuit Commitment Mistake Slave Yourself

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