The art of medicine in the season lies: Wine given in season oft will benefit, Which out of season injures. — Ovid Art Copy Share Image
He who sins easily, sins less. The very power Renders less vigorous the roots of evil. — Ovid Evil Copy Share Image
Constant Penelope sends to thee, careless Ulysses. Write not again, but come, sweet mate — Ovid Copy Share Image
What is hid is unknown: for what is unknown there is no desire. [Lat., Quod latet ignotum est; ignoti nulla cupido.] — Ovid Desire Copy Share Image
There is a God within us and intercourse with heaven. [Lat., Est deus in nobis; et sunt commercia coeli.] — Ovid God Copy Share Image
Enhance and intensify one's vision of that synthesis of truth and beauty which is the highest and deepest reality. — Ovid Beauty Copy Share Image
Every delay that postpones our joys, is long. [Lat., Longa mora est nobis omnis, quae gaudia differt.] — Ovid Copy Share Image
Great talents, by the rust of long disuse, Grow lethargic and shrink from what they were. — Ovid Great talent Copy Share Image
Let love give way to business; give attention to business and you will be safe. — Ovid Attention Copy Share Image
Anger assists hands however weak. [Lat., Quamlibet infirmas adjuvat ira manus.] — Ovid Anger Copy Share Image
There is no such thing as pure pleasure; some anxiety always goes with it. — Ovid Anxiety Copy Share Image
Time spent in the cultivation of the fields passes very pleasantly. — Ovid Agriculture Copy Share Image
Dripping water hollows out stone, not through force but through persistence. — Ovid Change Copy Share Image