The flaw which is hidden is deemed greater than it is.
Martial (c.40 - c.102)
Contributed by: Zaady
I don't like you, Sabidius, I can't say why; But I can say this: I don't like you, Sabidius
You complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.
To be able to look back on one's past life with satisfaction is to live twice.
There is no glory in outstripping donkeys.
Some good, some so-so, and lots plain bad: that's how a book of poems is made, my Friend.
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