| A | B |
|---|
| Fortius conamur | We are trying harder |
| Sona si Latine loqueris | Honk if you will speak Latin |
| Rixatur de lana caprina | S/he quarrels over a goat's hair |
| Vir sapit pauca loquitur | A man is wise (who) says little |
| Dum vivimus vivamus | While we live let's live |
| Fiat lux | Let there be light |
| Age, fac ut gaudeam | Go on, make (it) that I rejoice |
| Fac ut vivas | Make it that you live |
| Fiat iustitia et pereat mundus | Let there be justice though the world may perish |
| Ne feceris ut rideam | Don't you make me laugh |
| Si fueris Romae, Romae vivito more | If you are in Rome, live by the custom of Rome |
| Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori | It is sweet and right to die for the homeland |
| Homo sapiens | Thinking man |
| Volens et potens | willing and able |
| Laborans pro te | Working for you |
| Amantes sunt amentes | Lovers are lunatics |
| Pro coma ita sana ut fulgeat | For hair so healthy that it shines |
| Vidistine nuper imagines moventes bonas | Have you seen any good movies lately |
| Morituri te salutamus | We about to die salute you |
| Vox clamantis in deserto | A voice crying out in the wilderness |
| Verbum sapienti sat est | A word to the wise is enough |
| Roma locuta est causa finita est | Roma has spoken case closed |
| Fumum et opes strepitumque Romae | the smoke and wealth and noise of Rome |
| Sentio aliquos togatos contra me conspirare | I think some guys in togas are conspiring against me |
| Brevis esse laboro obscurus fio | I work to be brief I become obscure |
| Divisum sic breve fiet opus | Divided thus the work will become brief |
| Brevis ipsa vita est, sed malis fit longior | Life is short, but becomes longer with troubles |
| Variatio delectat | Variety delights |
| O tempora O mores | Oh the times oh the morals |
| Nullo more | With no custom |
| Vis tecum sit | May the force be with you |
| Nihil agere delectat | It is pleasant to do nothing |
| Cum tacent clamant | When they are silent they shout |
| Nihil curo de ista tua stulta superstitione | I don't care about your stupid superstition |
| Omnia vincit amor et nos cedamus amori | Love conquers all and let us yield to love |
| Si post fata venit gloria non propero | If after fate comes glory, I'm not hurrying |
| Cineri gloria sera vent | Glory comes too late for the dead |
| Sit tibi terra levis | May the earth be light on thee |
| Et in Arcadia ego | I too am in Paradise |
| Cave ne ante ullas catapultas ambules | Beware don't walk in front of any catapults |
