"Odi et amo. quare id faciam, fortasse requiris? nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior." ― Catullus, The Complete Poems
"I hate and I love Why do I, you ask ? I don't know, but information technology's happening and it hurts" ― Catullus
"Y'all call back I'k a sissy? I volition sodomize y'all and confront-fuck you." ― Catullus, The Complete Poems
"Permit u.s. alive and love, nor requite a damn what sour old men say. The sun that sets may rise once again, merely when our low-cal has sunk into the globe information technology is gone forever." ― Catullus
"I hate and love. And why, perhaps you'll ask. I don't know: simply I feel, and I'm tormented." ― Catullus
"Godlike the human being who sits at her side, who watches and catches that laughter which (softly) tears me to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time I see her..." ― Catullus
"Odi et amo; quare fortasse requiris, nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
(my translation: I hate and I beloved, you ask why I practise this, I do non know, but I feel and I am tormented)" ― Catullus, The Consummate Poems
"I hate and I beloved. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I merely feel it, and I am torn in 2." ― Catullus
"In perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale. (Forever and ever, blood brother, hail and goodbye.)" ― Catullus, The Complete Poems
"Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus, rumoresque senum severiorum omnes unius aestimemus assis! soles occidere et redire possunt; nobis cum semel occidit brevis lux, nox est perpetua una dormienda. da mi basia mille, deinde centum, dein mille altera, dein secunda centum, deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum; dein, cum milia multa fecerimus, conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus, aut ne quis malus invidere possit cum tantum sciat esse basiorum." ― Catullus, The Complete Poems
"Ave Atque Vale Hail and farewell" ― Catullus
"Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill-bred it is." ― Catullus
"Atque in perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale." ― Catullus
"Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all." ― Catullus
"We should alive, my Lesbia, and love And value all the talk of stricter Old men at a single penny. Suns can set and rise again; For us, once our cursory calorie-free has ready, At that place's one unending night for sleeping. Give me a thou kisses, then a hundred, Then another g, and so a 2nd hundred, And then still another thousand, then a hundred; So, when nosotros've made many thousands, We'll muddle them so every bit not to know Or lest some villain overlook us Knowing the total of our kisses.
(Translated by Guy Lee)" ― Catullus, The Complete Poems
"soles occidere et redire possunt: nobis cum semel occidit breuis lux, nox est perpetua una dormienda. " ― Catullus, Carmina
"I hate and I love. Why practise I do this, you may ask? I practise non know, but I feel it, and I am tortured." ― Catullus
"What a woman tells her lover in desire should be written out on air & running water." ― Catullus, I Hate and I Beloved
"I take lost you, my brother And your death has ended The bound season Of my happiness, our house is cached with y'all And cached the laughter that you taught me. There are no thoughts of love nor of poems In my head Since y'all died." ― Catullus, I Hate and I Dearest
"I hate & love. And if yous should ask how I practise both, I couldn't say; but I feel information technology , and it shivers me." ― Catullus, The Consummate Poems
"I hate and I love. And if yous ask me how, I do not know: I just feel it, and I'm torn in ii." ― Catullus, I Hate and I Love
"Through many countries and over many seas I have come up, Brother, to these melancholy rites, to show this concluding honour to the dead, and speak (to what purpose?) to your silent ashes, since now fate takes you, even you, from me. Oh, Brother, ripped away from me so cruelly, now at to the lowest degree take these last offerings, blessed by the tradition of our parents, gifts to the expressionless. Have, past custom, what a blood brother's tears drown, and, for eternity, Brother, 'Hail and Farewell'." ― Catullus
"Już wiosna z ciepłym powraca powiewem, Już marcowego nieba i mórz gniewy Wesoły Zefir koi pieszczotami. Wnet ziemie Frygii zostaną za nami, Katullu, pola Nicei uprawne - Polećmy do miast azjatyckich sławnych! Już do włóczęgi myśl zrywa się lotem, Nogi się prężą z radosnej ochoty. A więc żegnajcie, towarzysze mili! W podróż daleką wspólnieśmy ruszyli, Różnymi szlaki wrócimy z powrotem." ― Catullus
"Naught is left of me Each time I see her" ― Catullus
"Ille mi par esse deo videtur ille, si fas est, superare divos, qui sedens adversus identitem te spectat et inspect dulce ridentem, misero quod omnis eripit sensus mihi: nam simul te, Lesbia, aspexi, nihil est super mi
lingua sed torpet, tenuis sub artus flamma demanat, sonitu suopte tintinant aures gemina, teguntur lumina nocte. otium, Catulle, tibi molestum est; otio exsultas nimiumque gestis; otium et reges prius et beatas perdidit urbes." ― Gaius Valerius Catullus
"To whom shall I offer this book, young and sprightly, Bully, polished, wide-margined, and finished politely? To y'all, my Cornelius, whose learning pedantic, Has dared to set forth in three volumes gigantic The history of ages—ye gods, what a labor!— And still to enjoy the pocket-sized wit of a neighbor. A human who can be low-cal and learned at one time, sir, By life'southward subtle logic is far from a dunce, sir. So take my small book—if information technology meet with your favor. The passing of years cannot dull its sweet relish." ― Gaius Valerius Catullus, Selections From Catullus: Translated into English verse with an Introduction on the theory of Translation
"But your own tears blind you to mine. I am not neglectful of friendship, simply we two squat in the same coracle, we are both swamped by the aforementioned stormy waters, I have not the gifts of a happy homo. . . Oftentimes enough." ― Catullus, I Hate and I Dear
"Driven across many nations, across many oceans I am here, my brother, for this terminal parting, to offer at concluding those gifts which the dead are given and to speak in vain to your unspeaking ashes, since bitter fortune forbids you to hear me or answer, O my wretched blood brother, so abruptly taken! But now I must gloat grief with funeral tributes offered the dead in the ancient way of the fathers; take these presents, wet with my brotherly tears, and now and forever, my brother, hail and cheerio." ― Catullus Gaius Valerius - Poem 101
"Mulier cupido quod dicit amanti, in vento et rapida scribere oportet aqua ((What woman says to addicted lover should be written on air or the swift water)" ― Catullus
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