To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.
MARTIAL
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.
More Martial Quotes
-
To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.
MARTIAL -
The present joys of life we doubly taste, By looking back with pleasure to the past.
MARTIAL -
You ask what a nice girl will do? She won’t give an inch, but she won’t say no.
MARTIAL -
I do not love thee, Sabidius, nor can I say why; I can only say this, “I do not love thee.”
MARTIAL -
The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved in amber, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar.
MARTIAL -
I would not miss your face, your neck, your hands, your limbs, your bosom and certain other of your charms. Indeed, not to become boring by naming them all, I could do without you, Chloe, altogether.
MARTIAL -
Those they praise, but they read the others.
MARTIAL -
It is easy in adversity to despise death; he has real fortitude who dares to live and be wretched.
MARTIAL -
A good man enlarges the term of his own existence.
MARTIAL -
She grieves sincerely who grieves unseen.
MARTIAL -
You importune me, Tucca, to present you with my books. I shall not do so; for you want to sell, not to read, them.
MARTIAL -
You praise, in three hundred verses, Sabellus, the baths of Ponticus, who gives such excellent dinners. You wish to dine, Sabellus, not to bathe.
MARTIAL -
You are sad in the midst of every blessing. Take care that Fortune does not observe–or she will call you ungrateful.
MARTIAL -
Gifts are like fish-hooks; for who is not aware that the greedy char is deceived by the fly which he swallows?
MARTIAL -
Glory comes too late when we are nought but ashes.
MARTIAL -
To be able to enjoy one’s past life is to live twice.
MARTIAL