I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.
OVIDFair peace becomes men; ferocious anger belongs to beasts.
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I grabbed a pile of dust, and holding it up, foolishly asked for as many birthdays as the grains of dust, I forgot to ask that they be years of youth.
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It’s a kindness that the mind can go where it wishes.
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Love is a kind of warfare.
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Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.
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Men do not value a good deed unless it brings a reward.
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Eurydice, dying now a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had been loved?
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Dripping water hollows out stone, not through force but through persistence.
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God himself helps those who dare.
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Take rest; a field that has rested gives a beautiful crop.
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In our play we reveal what kind of people we are.
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Whether they give or refuse, it delights women just the same to have been asked.
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Habits change into character.
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Happy are those who dare courageously to defend what they love.
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I am a shipwrecked man who fears every sea.
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Time the devourer of all things.
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