He who preserves a man’s life against his will does the same thing as if he slew him.
He who sings the praises of his boyhood’s days.
I abhor the profane rabble and keep them at a distance.
His anger is easily excited and appeased, and he changes from hour to hour.
Hidden knowledge differs little from ignorance.
Here, or nowhere, is the thing we seek.
Heir follows heir, as wave succeeds to wave.
He will be beloved when he is no more.
He who speaks ill of an absent friend, or fails to take his part if attacked by another, that man is a scoundrel.
It is said that the propriety even of old Cato often yielded to the exciting influence of the grape.
What prevents a man’s speaking good sense with a smile on his face?
The mountains are in labour, the birth will be an absurd little mouse.
The mob will now and then see things in a right light.
The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I contemplate my treasures in their hoard.
The lofty pine is most easily brought low by the force of the wind, and the higher the tower the greater the fall thereof.
The jackdaw, stript of her stolen colours, provokes our laughter.
The higher the tower, the greater the fall thereof.
The good refrain from sin from the pure love of virtue.
The question is yet before the court.
The sad dislike those who are cheerful, and the cheerful dislike the melancholy.