The short bloom of our brief and narrow life flies far away. While we are calling for flowers and wine and woman, old age is upon us.
Writing is the incurable itch that possesses many.
Two things only the people anxiously desire, bread and the circus games.
Your prayer must be for a sound mind in a sound body.
Many commit the same crime with a different destiny; one bears a cross as the price of his villainy, another wears a crown.
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