We set up harsh and unkind rules against ourselves. No one is born without faults. — Horace Copy Share Image
There is a fault common to all singers. When they're among friends and are asked to sing they don't want to, and… — Horace Copy Share Image
Faults are committed within the walls of Troy and also without. [There is fault on both sides.] — Horace Copy Share Image
We set up harsh and unkind rules against ourselves. No one is born without faults. That man is best who has fewest. — Horace Copy Share Image
All singers have this fault: if asked to sing among friends they are never so inclined; if unasked, they never leave off. — Horace Copy Share Image
Where there are many beauties in a poem I shall not cavil at a few faults proceeding either from negligence or from… — Horace Copy Share Image
When we try to avoid one fault, we are led to the opposite, unless we be very careful. — 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
