O friend unseen, unborn, unknown, Student of our sweet English tongue, I never indulge in poetics – Unless I am down with rheumatics.
They hate whom they fear.
I never indulge in rhyme or stanza Unless I’m in bed with the influenza.
One man by delaying saved the state for us.
The Roman state stands by ancient customs, and its manhood.
Don’t ask of your friends what you yourself can do.
A true friend is tested in adversity.
A true friend is distinguished in the crisis of hazard and necessity; when the gallantry of his aid may show the worth of his soul and the loyalty of his heart.
To open his lips is crime in a plain citizen.
He hath freedom whoso beareth a clean and constant heart within.
He who has two languages has two souls.
Here is he laid to whom for daring deed, nor friend nor foe could render worthy meed.
That is true liberty, which bears a pure and firm breast.
The idle mind knows not what it wants.
Whom men fear they hate, and whom they hate, they wish dead.
He whose wisdom cannot help him, gets no good from being wise.
A sure friend is known in unsure circumstances.
Ennius was the father of Roman poetry, because he first introduced into Latin the Greek manner and in particular the hexameter metre.
The ape, vilest of beasts, how like to us.
Let no one pay me honor with tears, nor celebrate my funeral rites with weeping.