What does drunkenness accomplish? It discloses secrets, it ratifies hopes, and urges even the unarmed to battle. — Horace Copy Share Image
Whom does undeserved honour please, and undeserved blame alarm, but the base and the liar? — 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
It was a wine jar when the molding began: as the wheel runs round why does it turn out a water pitcher? — Horace Copy Share Image
He who preserves a man's life against his will does the same thing as if he slew him. — Horace Copy Share Image
Nor does Apollo keep his bow continually drawn. [Lat., Neque semper arcum Tendit Apollo.] — Horace Copy Share Image
How does it happen, Maecenas, that no one is content with that lot in life which he has chosen, or which chance… — Horace Copy Share Image
What does not wasting time change! The age of our parents, worse than that of our grandsires, has brought us forth more… — Horace Copy Share Image
What odds does it make to the man who lives within Nature's bounds, whether he ploughs a hundred acres or a thousand? — Horace Copy Share Image
What does drunkenness not accomplish? It unlocks secrets, confirms our hopes, urges the indolent into battle, lifts the burden from anxious minds,… — Horace Copy Share Image
The muse does not allow the praise-de-serving here to die: she enthrones him in the heavens. — Horace Copy Share Image
What wonders does not wine! It discloses secrets; ratifies and confirms our hopes; thrusts the coward forth to battle; eases the anxious… — Horace Copy Share Image
Virtue knowing no base repulse, shines with untarnished honour; nor does she assume or resign her emblems of honour by the will… — 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 Image
“Finxerunt animi, raro et perpauca loquentis. (To action little, less to words inclinded.)” — Horace Copy Share Image
No verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water. — Horace Copy Share Image
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 Image
In a moment comes either death or joyful victory. [Lat., Horae Momento cita mors venit aut victoria laeta.] — Horace Copy Share Image
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori - It is a sweet and becoming thing to die for ones country. — Horace Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“You may drive out Nature with a pitchfork, yet she still will hurry back.” — Horace Copy Share Image
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