There is a proper measure in all things, certain limits beyond which and short of which right is not to be found.… — 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
Whoever cultivates the golden mean avoids both the poverty of a hovel and the envy of a palace. — Horace Copy Share Image
Not to be lost in idle admiration is the only sure means of making and preserving happiness. — Horace Copy Share Image
Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul, gives being to our hopes, bids the coward flight, drives dull care… — 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
You must often make erasures if you mean to write what is worthy of being read a second time; and don't labor… — 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
There is a mean in all things; even virtue itself has stated limits; which not being strictly observed, it ceases to be… — Horace Copy Share Image
Who loves the golden mean is safe from the poverty of a tenement, is free from the envy of a palace. [Lat.,… — Horace Copy Share Image
Too indolent to bear the toil of writing; I mean of writing well; I say nothing about quantity. [Lat., Piger scribendi ferre… — 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