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Plant no other tree before the vine.
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Though you strut proud of your money, yet fortune has not changed your birth. [Lat., Licet superbus ambules pecuniae, Fortuna non mutat genus.]
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Who then is free? The one who wisely is lord of themselves, who neither poverty, death or captivity terrify, who is strong to resist his appetites and shun honors, and is complete in themselves smooth and round like a globe
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Who then is free? The wise man who can govern himself.
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The one who cannot restrain their anger will wish undone, what their temper and irritation prompted them to do.
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If nothing is delightful without love and jokes, then live in love and jokes.
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The man who is just and resolute will not be moved from his settled purpose, either by the misdirected rage of his fellow citizens, or by the threats of an imperious tryant.
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It is sweet and right to die for the homeland, but it is sweeter to live for the homeland, and the sweetest to drink for it. Therefore, let us drink to the health of the homeland.
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Whatever hour God has blessed you with, take it with a grateful hand.
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Only a stomach that rarely feels hungry scorns common things.
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Not to hope for things to last forever, is what the year teaches and even the hour which snatches a nice day away.
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The man is either mad or his is making verses. [Lat., Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit.]
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That destructive siren, sloth, is ever to be avoided.
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Multa ferunt anni venientes commoda secum, Multa recedentes adimiunt. (The years, as they come, bring many agreeable things with them as they go, they take many away.)
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While we're talking, envious time is fleeing: pluck the day, put no trust in the future
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I am not bound over to swear allegiance to any master where the storm drives me I turn in for shelter.
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The muse does not allow the praise-de-serving here to die: she enthrones him in the heavens.
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Too indolent to bear the toil of writing I mean of writing well I say nothing about quantity. [Lat., Piger scribendi ferre laborem Scribendi recte, nam ut multum nil moror.]
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Be not for ever harassed by impotent desire.
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These trifles will lead to serious mischief. [Lat., Hae nugae seria ducent In mala.]
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