Brass shines with constant usage, a beautiful dress needs wearing,Leave a house empty, it rots. — Ovid Copy Share Image
Envy feeds on the living, after death it rests, then the honor of a man protects him. — Ovid Copy Share Image
So long as you are secure you will count many friends; if your life becomes clouded you will be alone. — Ovid Copy Share Image
It is not safe to despise what Love commands. He reigns supreme, and rules the mighty gods. — Ovid Copy Share Image
All human things hang on a slender thread, the strongest fall with a sudden crash. — Ovid Copy Share Image
Change is always powerful. Let your hook be always cast. In the pool where you least expect it, will be a fish. — Ovid Copy Share Image
“O gods, \ If any gods will listen, I deserve \ Punishment surely, I do not refuse it, \ But lest, in… — Ovid Copy Share Image
“And now the measure of my song is done: The work has reached its end; the book is mine, None shall unwrite… — Ovid Copy Share Image
Thus I am not able to exist either with you or without you; and I seem not to know my own wishes. — Ovid Copy Share Image
Every woman thinks herself attractive; even the plainest is satisfied with the charms she deems that she possesses. — Ovid Copy Share
Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength. — Ovid Copy Share
A mind conscious of right laughs at the falsehoods of rumour. [Lat., Conscia mens recti famae mendacia risit.] — Ovid Copy Share
It is convenient that there be gods, and, as it is convenient, let us believe there are. — Ovid Copy Share
I hate a woman who offers herself because she ought to do so, and cold and dry thinks of her sewing when making love. — Ovid Copy Share
The sea's vast depths lie open to the fish; Wherever the breezes blow the bird may fly; So to the brave man every land's… — Ovid Copy Share
Rare is the virtue that's not ruled by Fortune, That stands unshaken even when Fortune flees. — Ovid Copy Share
Thus all things altered. Nothing dies. And here and there the unbodied spirit flies. — Ovid Copy Share
