“You ask what a nice girl will do? She won't give an inch,but she won't say no.”

“Your page stands against you and says to you that you are a thief.”

“Because he hates to praise by nameHe praises everybody. ViceAnd virtue must look much the same To one who calls the whole world "nice".”

“Flaccus, the sort of girl I hateIs the scrawny one, with arms so thinMy rings would fit them, hips that grate,Spine like a saw, knees like a pinAnd a coccyx like a javelin.But all the same I don't go inFor sheer bulk. I appreciateGood meat, not blubber, on my plate.”

“You're obstinate, pliant, merry, morose, all at once. For me there's no living with you, or without you.”

“Someone I flattered in a book pretends he owes me nothing. Oh the trash I have for friends.- Martial (40 AD - 104 AD), Epigram V, xxxvi”

“terrarum dominum pone supercilium”