Nature Quotes by Horace

Victory is by nature superb and insulting.

— Horace

Nature is harmony in discord.

— Horace

You may suppress natural propensities by force, but they will be certain to re-appear.

— Horace

Now is the time for drinking; now the time to beat the earth with unfettered foot.

— Horace

Drive Nature from your door with a pitchfork, and she will return again and again.

— Horace

If you drive nature out with a pitchfork, she will soon find a way back.

— Horace

You may drive out nature with a pitchfork, yet she'll be constantly running back.

— Horace

Happy is the man to whom nature has given a sufficiency with even a sparing hand.

— Horace

Drive Nature out with a pitchfork, yet she hurries back, And will burst through your foolish contempt, triumphant.

— Horace

The impartial earth opens alike for the child of the pauper and the king.

— Horace

Where there are many beauties in a poem I shall not cavil at a few faults proceeding either from negligence or from…

— Horace

Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque revenit. You can drive nature out with a pitchfork, she will nevertheless come back.

— Horace

“more brave in despising gold as yet undiscovered, and so best situated while hidden in the earth, than in forcing it out…

— Horace

The body oppressed by excesses bears down the mind, and depresses to the earth any portion of the divine spirit we had…

— Horace

Nature is not cruel, pitilessly, indifferent. This is one of the hardest lessons for humans to learn. We cannot admit that things…

— Horace

“Set me on barren planes where no summer breeze revives a tree, in a zone of the earth oppressed by clouds and…

— Horace

“You may drive out Nature with a pitchfork, yet she still will hurry back.”

— Horace

Take away the danger and remove the restraint, and wayward nature runs free.

— Horace

The earth opens impartially her bosom to receive the beggar and the prince.

— Horace

When nature made you, they broke the mold - rumor has it they beat the hell out of the mold-maker, too

— Horace

Though you drive Nature out with a pitchfork, she will still find her way back.

— Horace

Dispel the cold, bounteously replenishing the hearth with logs.

— Horace

Drive Nature forth by force, she'll turn and rout The false refinements that would keep her out.

— Horace