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We see not our own backs.
Catullus
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Gaius Valerius Catullus
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Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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I hate and love. And why, perhaps you’ll ask. I don’t know: but I feel, and I’m tormented.
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Brother, hello and good-bye. Frater, ave atque vale
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It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
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Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
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I can imagine no greater misfortune for a cultured people than to see in the hands of the rulers not only the civil, but also the religious power.
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I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
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It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
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The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
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Who now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns. [Lat., Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illue unde negant redire quemquam.]
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
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To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
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There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
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So a maiden, whilst she remains untouched, so long is she dear to her own when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls.
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Nothing is more silly than silly laughter.
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My mind's sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn't like you if you were the best of women, -or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
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