I prayed only for a small piece of land, a garden, an ever-flowing spring, and bit of woods.
That corner of the world smiles for me more than anywhere else.
The work you are treating is one full of dangerous hazard, and you are treading over fires lurking beneath treacherous ashes.
To teach is to delight.
While we’re talking, envious time is fleeing: pluck the day, put no trust in the future.
Money amassed either serves us or rules us.
It is hard to utter common notions in an individual way.
The just man having a firm grasp of his intentions, neither the heated passions of his fellow men ordaining something awful, nor a tyrant staring him in the face, will shake in his convictions.
Why then should words challenge Eternity, When greatest men, and greatest actions die? Use may revive the obsoletest words, And banish those that now are most in vogue; Use is the judge, the law, and rule of speech.
There are lessons to be learned from a stupid man.
Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in the future.
All things considered, nothing is beautiful.
Words challenge eternity.
Much is wanting to those who seek or covet much.
The poet must put on the passion he wants to represent.
Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul.
Who has courage to say no again and again to desires, to despise the objects of ambition, who is a whole in himself, smoothed and rounded.
The great virtue of parents is a great dowry.
Pale death knocks with impartial foot at poor men’s hovels and king’s palaces.
I strive to be brief, and become obscure.