The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved in amber, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar. Martial More Quotes by Martial More Quotes From Martial See, how the liver is swollen larger than a fat goose! In amazement you will exclaim: Where could this possibly grow? Martial fatsgrowseating You praise, in three hundred verses, Sabellus, the baths of Ponticus, who gives such excellent dinners. You wish to dine, Sabellus, not to bathe. Martial threewishgiving However great the dish that holds the turbot, the turbot is still greater than the dish. Martial dishesstillseating One genius has made many clever artists. Martial geniusartistclever Genuine is the sorrow endured without anyone else knowing about it. Martial genuinesorrowknowing He who weighs his burdens, can bear them. Martial fortitudeburdenbears The present joys of life we doubly taste, Martial tastejoypast Short is the life of those who possess great accomplishments, and seldom do they reach a good old age. Whatever thou lovest, pray that thou mayest not set too high a value on it. Martial accomplishmentprayingage Fortune gives many too much, but none enough. Martial too-muchenoughgiving For wealth's now given to none but to the rich. Martial richwealthgiven Our days pass by, and are scored against us. Martial Those they praise, but they read the others. Martial praise If pale beans bubble for you in a red earthenware pot, you can often decline the dinners of sumptuous hosts. Martial dinnercookingfood A jar of wine so priceless did not deserve to die. and Martial leavingwinethinking Laugh, if thou art wise. Martial wiselaughingart In adversity it is easy to despise life; he is truly brave who can endure a wretched life. Martial adversitybraveryeasy He who writes distichs, wishes, I suppose, to please by brevity. But, tell me, of what avail is their brevity, when there is a whose book full of them? Martial wishwritingbook It is folly to waste labour about trifles. Martial triflesfollywaste Hidden evils are most dreaded. Martial evil Glory comes too late when we are nought but ashes. Martial ashesglorytoo-late
