Like warmed-up cabbage served at each repast, The repetition kills the wretch at last. — Juvenal Copy Share Image
Where have you ever found that man who stopped short after the perpetration of a single crime? — Juvenal Copy Share Image
Indignation leads to the making of poetry. [Lat., Facit indignatio versum.] — Juvenal Copy Share Image
The short bloom of our brief and narrow life flies fast away. While we are calling for flowers and wine and women, old age… — Juvenal Copy Share Image
Some men make money not for the sake of living, but ache In the blindness of greed and live just for their fortune's sake. — Juvenal Copy Share Image
