Ovid

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man's brow.

Neither can the wave that has passed by be recalled, nor the hour which has passed return again.

Devouring Time and envious Age, all things yield to you; and with lingering death you destroy, step by step, with venomed tooth whatever you attack.

To put it briefly, we possess nothing that isn't mortal, except the benefits of the heart and the mind.

Believe me, nothing perishes in all the world; it does but vary and renew its form. What we call birth is but a beginning to be other than what one was before; and death is but a cessation of a former state.

A person's last day must ever be awaited, and none be counted happy till his death, till his last funeral rites are paid.

What is hid is unknown: for what is unknown there is no desire.

What is allowed us is disagreeable, what is denied us causes us intense desire.

Beauty's a fragile boon, and the years are quick to destroy it, Always diminished with time, never enduring too long.

Happy are those who dare courageously to defend what they love.

It's a kindness that the mind can go where it wishes.

God himself helps those who dare.

Dignity and love do not blend well, nor do they continue long together.

I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.

The barbarian here is me, for I make no sense to anyone.

What is harder than rock, or softer than water? Yet soft water hollows out hard rock. Persevere.

All things change, nothing is extinguished. There is nothing in the whole world which is permanent. Everything flows onward; all things are brought into being with a changing nature; the ages themselves glide by in constant movement.

Love will enter cloaked in friendship's name.

We always strive after what is forbidden, and desire the things refused us.

He who can simulate sanity will be sane.