I have turned to thee for aid; but if thou wilt not find it, I shall find it myself.

Aulus considers Lygia as a daughter; why should I look on her as a slave?
And since there is no other way, let her ornament the door of my house, let her anoint it with wolf's fat, and let her sit at my hearth as wife." "Calm thyself, mad descendant of consuls.

We do not lead in barbarians bound behind our cars, to make wives of their daughters.

Beware of extremes.

Exhaust simple, honorable methods, and give thyself and me time for meditation.