“He who postpones the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he… — Horace Copy Share Image
It is courage, courage, courage, that raises the blood of life to crimson splendor. Live bravely and present a brave front to… — Horace Copy Share Image
Carpe diem! Rejoice while you are alive; enjoy the day; live life to the fullest; make the most of what you have.… — Horace Copy Share Image
Content with his past life, let him take leave of life like a satiated guest. — Horace Copy Share Image
Ah Fortune, what god is more cruel to us than thou! How thou delightest ever to make sport of human life! — Horace Copy Share Image
Marble statues, engraved with public inscriptions, by which the life and soul return after death to noble leaders. — Horace Copy Share Image
If nothing is delightful without love and jokes, then live in love and jokes. — Horace Copy Share Image
Nor has he lived in vain, who from his cradle to his grave has passed his life in seclusion. — 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
Imagine every day to he 5 the last6 of a life surrounded with hopes, cares, anger, and fear. The hours, that come… — Horace Copy Share Image
In the midst of hopes and cares, of apprehensions and of disquietude, regard every day that dawns upon you as if it… — Horace Copy Share Image
He who postpones the hour of living as he ought, is like the rustic who waits for the river to pass along… — Horace Copy Share Image
Shun to seek what is hid in the womb of the morrow, and set down as gain in life's ledger whatever time… — Horace Copy Share Image
That man lives happy and in command of himself, who from day to day can say I have lived. Whether clouds obscure,… — Horace Copy Share Image
The whole race of scribblers flies from the town and yearns for country life. — Horace Copy Share Image
The short span of life forbids us to spin out hope to any length. Soon will night be upon you, and the… — Horace Copy Share Image
Keep clear of courts: a homely life transcends The vaunted bliss of monarchs and their friends. — 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
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
