You praise, in three hundred verses, Sabellus, the baths of Ponticus, who gives such excellent dinners. You wish to dine, Sabellus, not to bathe.
MARTIALIt is not, believe me, the act of a wise man to say, “I will live.” To-morrow’s life is too late; live to-day.
More Martial Quotes
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Remember, cobbler, to keep to your leather.
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A good man enlarges the term of his own existence.
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I am a shell-fish just come from being saturated with the waters of the Lucrine lake, near Baiae; but now I luxuriously thrust for noble pickle.
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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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The face that cannot smile is never fair.
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Birds of a feather will flock together.
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Every bird that upwards swings Bears the Cross upon its wings.
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Nothing is more ill-timed than an ill-timed laugh.
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Some good, some so-so, and lots plain bad: that’s how a book of poems is made, my Friend.
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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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See, how the liver is swollen larger than a fat goose! In amazement you will exclaim: Where could this possibly grow?
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I wont let a wife lead me to the altar.
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However great the dish that holds the turbot, the turbot is still greater than the dish.
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The present joys of life we doubly taste, By looking back with pleasure to the past.
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I do not hate the man, but his vices.
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