Think to yourself that every day is your last. The hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise. As for me, when you want a good laugh, you will find me in fine state… fat and sleek, a true hog of Epicurus’ herd.
Remarkable boy. I do admire your courage. I think I’ll eat your heart.
In love, you take leave of your senses, but in hatred, you must be present to calculate your actions.
I’ll dance at your wedding if you’ll read it to me.
I do wish we could chat longer, but I’m having an old friend for dinner.
All good things to those who wait.
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.
Without our imaginations, we’d be like all those other poor dullards. Fear is the price of our instrument. But I can help you bear it.