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.
MARTIALThe face that cannot smile is never fair.
More Martial Quotes
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Man loves malice, but not against one-eyed men nor the unfortunate, but against the fortunate and proud.
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Wish to be what you are, and wish for no other position.
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When your crowd of attendants so loudly applaud you, Pomponius, it is not you, but your banquet, that is eloquent.
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If you have any shame, forbear to pluck the beard of a dead lion.
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You give me nothing during your life, but you promise to provide for me at your death. If you are not a fool, you know what I wish for!
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If fame comes after death, I’m in no hurry for it.
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In adversity it is easy to despise life; he is truly brave who can endure a wreched life.
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If you want him to mourn, you had best leave him nothing.
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Birds of a feather will flock together.
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Genuine is the sorrow endured without anyone else knowing about it.
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If I remember right, Aelia, you had four teeth; a cough displaced two, another two more. You can now cough without anxiety all the day long. A third cough can find nothing to do in your mouth.
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Who gives to friends so much from Fate secures, That is the only wealth for ever yours.
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He who weighs his burdens, can bear them.
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He truly sorrows who sorrows unseen.
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There is no glory in outstripping donkeys.
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Service cannot be expected from a friend in service; let him be a freeman who wishes to be my master.
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Work divided is in that manner shortened.
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You may envy every one, but no one envies you.
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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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Remember, cobbler, to keep to your leather.
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Those they praise, but they read the others.
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I have not hated the man, but his faults.
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Our days pass by, and are scored against us.
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The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved in amber, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar.
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You complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.
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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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