He who would not be idle, let him fall in love.

Great is the strife between beauty and modesty.

There is a good deal in a man's mode of eating.

There is a certain kind of pleasure in weeping.

Deadly poisons are concealed under sweet honey.

Where belief is painful we are slow to believe.

Mad desire, when it has the most, longs for more

What is without periods of rest will not endure.

Love is a thing that is full of cares and fears.

It is prudence that first forsakes the wretched.

If thou wouldst marry wisely, marry thine equal.

Tempus edax rerum. Time that devours all things.

The need has gone; the memorial thereof remains.

Gain, acquired by many agents, soon accumulates.

The burden becomes light that is shared by love.

In our play we reveal what kind of people we are.

This also, that I live, I consider a gift of God.

Even the gods are moved by the voice of entreaty.

Treat a thousand dispositions in a thousand ways.

We hate the hawk because he ever lives in battle.

The penalty may be removed, the crime is eternal.

As the hawk is wont to pursue the trembling doves.

That load becomes light which is cheerfully borne.

The cause is hidden; the effect is visible to all.

I see and approve better things, but follow worse.

The lamp burns bright when wick and oil are clean.

Pure women are only those who have not been asked.

Well has he lived who has lived well in obscurity.

We have ploughed the vast ocean in a fragile bark.

Jupiter has no leisure to attend to little things.

Add little to little and there will be a big pile.

Love conquers all things; let us own her dominion.

The workmanship was better than the subject matter.

I too am not powerless, and my weapons strike hard.

Occupy yourself, and you will be out of harm's way.

Death is less bitter punishment than death's delay.

There is no excellence uncoupled with difficulties.

By looking at squinting people you learn to squint.

Tempus edax rerum. Time the devourer of everything.

Either do not attempt at all or go through with it.

Leave war to others; 'tis Protesilaus' part of love.

We must improve our time; time goes with rapid foot.

All things can corrupt when minds are prone to evil.

What is now reason was formerly impulse or instinct.

Few people want the pleasures they are free to take.

Either do not attempt at all, or go through with it.

What is now an act of reason, was but blind impulse.

All things may corrupt when minds are prone to evil.

In our leisure we reveal what kind of people we are.

My hopes are not always realized, but I always hope.

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