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You puff the poets of other days, The living you deplore. Spare me the accolade: your praise Is not worth dying for.

Martial

No amount of misfortune will satisfy the man who is not satisfied with reading a hundred epigrams.
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Misfortune Reading Satisfaction
He who weighs his burdens, can bear them.
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Burden Himself Weigh
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
He truly sorrows who sorrows unseen.
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Hide One Liner Sorrow True
Epigrams need no crier, but are content with their own tongue.
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Content Language Need
A good man doubles the length of his existence; to have lived so as to look back with pleasure on our past existence is to live twice.
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Doubt Existence Goodness Live Man
If you want him to mourn, you had best leave him nothing.
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Himself Leaving Mourn
It 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.
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Believe Day Man Myself Wisdom
You crystal break, for fear of breaking it: Careless and careful hands like faults commit.
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Break Care Commitment Crystal Fear Hands Yourself
There is nothing more revolting than an old busybody.
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Body Old Revolution
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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Anxiety Mouth Remember Right Yourself
If you are poor now, Aemilianus, you will always be poor. Riches are now given to none but the rich.
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Poor Rich Unfair Willing Yourself
A vagrant is everywhere at home.
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Home One Liner
A cook should double one sense have: for he Should taster for himself and master be.
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Cook Doubt Himself Master Taste
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
There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
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God Live Religious

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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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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