The best way to keep one's word is not to give it.
~ Napoleon Bonaparte
To save a man's life against his will is the same as killing him.
Drive Nature forth by force, she'll turn and rout. The false refinements that would keep her out.
It is sweet to let the mind unbend on occasion.
Anger is short-lived madness.
Years, following years, steal something every day; at last they steal us from ourselves away.
No poems can please for long or live that are written by water-drinkers.
Once a word has been allowed to escape, it cannot be recalled.
Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents which, in prosperous circumstances, would have lain dormant.
In Rome you long for the country; in the country - oh inconstant! - you praise the distant city to the stars.
Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects your soul you postpone the cure until next year?
Only a stomach that rarely feels hungry scorns common things.
Your own property is concerned when your neighbor's house is on fire.
Who can hope to be safe? who sufficiently cautious? Guard himself as he may, every moment's an ambush.
Who knows whether the gods will add tomorrow to the present hour?
That destructive siren, sloth, is ever to be avoided.
Clogged with yesterday's excess, the body drags the mind down with it.
Remember you must die whether you sit about moping all day long or whether on feast days you stretch out in a green field, happy with a bottle of Falernian from your innermost cellar.