A boar is often held by a not-so-large dog.
For in this strange anatomy we wear, the head has greater powers than the hand; the spirit, heart, and mind are over all.
I attempt an arduous task but there is no worth in that which is not a difficult achievement.
Lente, lente currite, noctis equi. Translation: Run slowly, slowly, horses of the night.
Giving calls for genius.
The gift derives its value from the rank of the giver.
All things human hang by a slender thread; and that which seemed to stand strong suddenly falls and sinks in ruins.
An evil life is a kind of death.
If it were in my power, I would be wiser; but a newly felt power carries me off in spite of myself; love leads me one way, my understanding another.
You put aside the work that’s done, and seek some work to do.
Love that is fed by jealousy dies hard.
In the make-up of human beings, intelligence counts for more than our hands, and that is our true strength.
It is art to conceal art. -Ars est celare artem.
I see and approve better things, but follow worse.
There is a God within us, and we glow when He stirs us.
It is the mind that makes the man, and our vigour is in our immortal soul.
What is allowed us is disagreeable, what is denied us causes us intense desire.
Nations and empires flourish and decay, By turns command, and in their turns obey.
Eurydice, dying now a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had been loved?
Fortune resists half-hearted prayers.