Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength.
Ovid
What is deservedly suffered must be borne with calmness, but when the pain is unmerited, the grief is resistless.
Ovid
No man can purchase his virtue too dear, for it is the only thing whose value must ever increase with the price it has cost us. Our integrity is never worth so much as when we have parted with our all to keep it.
Ovid
Happy the man who has broken the chains which hurt the mind, and has given up worrying, once and for all.
Ovid
Skilled in every trick, a worthy heir of his paternal craft, he would make black look like white, and white look black.
Ovid