One Man Restored Our Fortunes

Let No One Honour Me With Tears, Or Bury Me With Lamentation. Why? Because I Fly Hither And Thither, Living In The Mouths Of Me. [lat., Nemo Me Lacrymis Decoret, Nec Funera Fletu. Faxit Cur? Volito Vivu' Per Ora Virum.]

Don't Ask Of Your Friends What You Yourself Can Do.

The Victor Is Not Victorious If The Vanquished Does Not Consider Himself So

The Idle Mind Knows Not What It Wants.

Ennius Was The Father Of Roman Poetry, Because He First Introduced Into Latin The Greek Manner And In Particular The Hexameter Metre.