black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

You admire, Vacerra, only the poets of old and praise only those who are dead. Pardon me, I beseech you, Vacerra, if I think death too high a price to pay for your praise.

Martial

Be cheerful, if you are wise.
MARTIAL

Cheerful One Liner Wisdom Yourself
Gifts are like fish-hooks; for who is not aware that the greedy char is deceived by the fly which he swallows?
MARTIAL

Aware Fly Gift Himself Swallow
Nothing is more ill-timed than an ill-timed laugh.
MARTIAL

Laughter Time
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

Book Myself Present Reading Yourself
You are so pure in mind and heart, In aspect, too, so mild, I wonder that you ever could Implant your wife with child.
MARTIAL

Children Heart Mindset Myself Purity Wife
The swan murmurs sweet strains with a flattering tongue, itself the singer of its own dirge.
MARTIAL

Swan Tongue
Virtue extends our days: he lives two lives who relives his past with pleasure.
MARTIAL

Day Himself Past Pleasure Virtue
A jar of wine so priceless did not deserve to die. and Never think of leaving perfume or wines to your heir. Administer these youself and let him have the money.
MARTIAL

Deserve Leaving Money Perfume Price Wine Yourself
You ask what a nice girl will do? She won’t give an inch, but she won’t say no.
MARTIAL

Herself Woman
No hero to me is the man who, by easy shedding of his blood, purchases fame: my hero is he who, without death, can win praise.
MARTIAL

Blood Death Easy Fame Hero Himself Man Purchase
To have nothing is not poverty.
MARTIAL

One Liner Poverty
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?
MARTIAL

Book Himself Writing
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!
MARTIAL

Death Fools Life Promise Yourself
You admire, Vacerra, only the poets of old and praise only those who are dead. Pardon me, I beseech you, Vacerra, if I think death too high a price to pay for your praise.
MARTIAL

Admire Death Old Pay Poet Praise Price Thinking Yourself
It is as good as second life to be able to look back upon our past life with pleasure.
MARTIAL

Goodness Life Pleasure Sight
I do not love thee, Sabidius, nor can I say why; I can only say this, “I do not love thee.”
MARTIAL

Love Myself

You admire, Vacerra, only the poets of old and praise only those who are dead. Pardon me, I beseech you, Vacerra, if I think death too high a price to pay for your praise.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

You admire, Vacerra, only the poets of old and praise only those who are dead. Pardon me, I beseech you, Vacerra, if I think death too high a price to pay for your praise.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Martial Quotes