All powerful money gives birth and beauty. [Lat., Et genus et formam regina pecunia donat.] — Horace Copy Share Image
For everything divine and human, virtue, fame, and honor, now obey the alluring influence of riches. — Horace Copy Share Image
However rich or elevated, a name less something is always wanting to our imperfect fortune. — Horace Copy Share Image
Does he council you better who bids you, Money, by right means, if you can: but by any means, make money ? — Horace Copy Share Image
All else-valor, a good name, glory, everything in heaven and earth-is secondary to the charm of riches. — Horace Copy Share Image
Money is to be sought for first of all; virtue after wealth. [Lat., Quaerenda pecunia primum est; virtus post nummos.] — Horace Copy Share Image
Of what use is a fortune to me, if I cannot use it? [Lat., Quo mihi fortunam, si non conceditur uti?] — Horace Copy Share Image
Sovereign money procures a wife with a large fortune, gets a man credit, creates friends, stands in place of pedigree, and even… — Horace Copy Share Image
A dowried wife, friends, beauty, birth, fair fame, These are the gifts of money, heavenly dame: Be but a moneyed man, persuasion… — Horace Copy Share Image
Money, make money; by honest means if you can; if not, by any means make money. [Lat., Rem facias rem, Recte si… — Horace Copy Share Image
It is not the rich man you should properly call happy, but him who knows how to use with wisdom the blessings… — Horace Copy Share Image
Though you strut proud of your money, yet fortune has not changed your birth. [Lat., Licet superbus ambules pecuniae, Fortuna non mutat… — Horace Copy Share Image
He who is always in a hurry to be wealthy and immersed in the study of augmenting his fortune has lost the… — Horace Copy Share Image
He, that holds fast the golden mean, And lives contentedly between The little and the great, Feels not the wants that pinch… — Horace Copy Share Image
“He who combines the useful and the pleasing wins out by both instructing and delighting the reader. That is the sort of… — Horace Copy Share Image
Noble descent and worth, unless united with wealth, are esteemed no more than seaweed. — Horace Copy Share Image
He wears himself out by his labours, and grows old through his love of possessing wealth. — Horace Copy Share Image
Everything, virtue, glory, honor, things human and divine, all are slaves to riches. — Horace Copy Share Image
Riches with their wicked inducements increase; nevertheless, avarice is never satisfied. — Horace Copy Share Image
The populace may hiss me, but when I go home and think of my money, I applaud myself. — Horace Copy Share Image
Wealth increaseth, but a nameless something is ever wanting to our insufficient fortune. — Horace Copy Share Image
Money is a handmaiden, if thou knowest how to use it A mistress, if thou knowest not. — Horace Copy Share Image
If it is well with your belly, chest and feet - the wealth of kings can't give you more. — Horace Copy Share Image
People hiss at me, but I applaud myself in my own house, and at the same time contemplate the money in my… — Horace Copy Share Image
The accumulation of wealth is followed by an increase of care, and by an appetite for more. — Horace Copy Share Image
Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us… — Horace Copy Share
“Finxerunt animi, raro et perpauca loquentis. (To action little, less to words inclinded.)” — Horace Copy Share
No verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water. — Horace Copy Share
Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind. — Horace Copy Share
In a moment comes either death or joyful victory. [Lat., Horae Momento cita mors venit aut victoria laeta.] — Horace Copy Share
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori - It is a sweet and becoming thing to die for ones country. — Horace Copy Share
Neither men, nor gods, nor booksellers' shelves permit ordinary poets to exist. [Lat., Mediocribus esse poetis Non homines, non di, non concessere columnae.] — Horace Copy Share
Don't yield to that alluring witch, laziness, or else be prepared to surrender all that you have won in your better moments. — Horace Copy Share
Avoid inquisitive persons, for they are sure to be gossips, their ears are open to hear, but they will not keep what is entrusted… — Horace Copy Share
There is a proper measure in all things, certain limits beyond which and short of which right is not to be found. Who so… — Horace Copy Share
Alas, Postumus, the fleeting years slip by, nor will piety give any stay to wrinkles and pressing old age and untamable death. — Horace Copy Share