Catullus

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Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
- Catullus
Collection: Funny Valentines Day
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I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.
- Catullus
Collection: Love
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Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
- Catullus
Collection: Gratitude
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Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
- Catullus
Collection: Bird
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Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
- Catullus
Collection: Age
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Away with you, water, destruction of wine!
- Catullus
Collection: Wine
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But you shall not escape my iambics.
- Catullus
Collection: Funny
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I can imagine no greater misfortune for a cultured people than to see in the hands of the rulers not only the civil, but also the religious power.
- Catullus
Collection: Religious
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It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
- Catullus
Collection: Love
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Nothing is more silly than silly laughter.
- Catullus
Collection: Laughter
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Ah, what is more blessed than to put cares away, when the mind lays by its burden, and tired with labor of far travel we have come to our own home and rest on the couch we longed for? This it is which alone is worth all these toils.
- Catullus
Collection: Blessed
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It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
- Catullus
Collection: Love
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The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
- Catullus
Collection: Favors
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What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
- Catullus
Collection: Running
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Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
- Catullus
Collection: Faults
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For the godly poet must be chaste himself, but there is no need for his verses to be so.
- Catullus
Collection: Godly
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Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus
- Catullus
Collection: Love
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There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh. Risu inepto res ineptior nulla est
- Catullus
Collection: Laughter
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Brother, hello and good-bye. Frater, ave atque vale
- Catullus
Collection: Brother
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I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
- Catullus
Collection: Writing
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Stop wishing to merit anyone's gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
- Catullus
Collection: Thank You
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My mind's sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn't like you if you were the best of women, -or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
- Catullus
Collection: Loving You
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I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
- Catullus
Collection: Love
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So a maiden, whilst she remains untouched, so long is she dear to her own; when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls.
- Catullus
Collection: Girl
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There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
- Catullus
Collection: Stupid
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To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
- Catullus
Collection: Book
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I hate and I love, and who can tell me why?
- Catullus
Collection: Hate
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What women say to lovers, you'll agree, One writes on running water or on air.
- Catullus
Collection: Running
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My lady's sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady's delight
- Catullus
Collection: Delight
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Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr's sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
- Catullus
Collection: Sweet