The mind conscious of innocence despises false reports: but we are a set always ready to believe a scandal.
To be silent is but a small virtue; but it is a serious fault to reveal secrets.
He who has it in his power to commit sin, is less inclined to do so. The very idea of being able, weakens the desire.
Nor is there any law more just, than that he who has plotted death shall perish by his own plot.
The need has gone; the memorial thereof remains.
If Jupiter hurled his thunderbolt as often as men sinned, he would soon be out of thunderbolts.
Indulgent gods, grant me to sin once with impunity. That is sufficient. Let a second offence bear its punishment.
The least strength suffices to break what is bruised.
We do not bear sweets; we are recruited by a bitter potion.
Habit had made the custom.
Alas! How difficult it is to prevent the countenance from betraying guilt!
So long as you are secure you will count many friends; if your life becomes clouded you will be alone.
Pure women are only those who have not been asked.
The gods have their own rules.
By faithful study of the nobler arts, our nature’s softened, and more gentle grows.
It is good to be taught even by an enemy.
As the hawk is wont to pursue the trembling doves.
The crop always seems better in our neighbor’s field, and our neighbor’s cow gives more milk.
Time is a stream which glides smoothly on and is past before we know.
Sickness seizes the body from bad ventilation.