Poets wish to profit or to please.

Sad people dislike the happy, and the happy the sad; the quick thinking the sedate, and the careless the busy and industrious.

He wins every hand who mingles profit with pleasure.

In labouring to be concise, I become obscure.

We rarely find anyone who can say he has lived a happy life, and who, content with his life, can retire from the world like a satisfied guest.

Money is a handmaiden, if thou knowest how to use it; a mistress, if thou knowest not.

Time will bring to light whatever is hidden; it will cover up and conceal what is now shining in splendor.

No verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water.