All things change, nothing is extinguished. There is nothing in the whole world which is permanent. Everything flows onward; all things are… — Ovid Copy Share Image
The whole earth is the brave man's country. [Lat., Omne solum forti patria est.] — Ovid Copy Share Image
There is a god within us, and the heavens Have intercourse with earth; from realms above That spirit comes. — Ovid Copy Share Image
Sleep, rest of nature, O sleep, most gentle of the divinities, peace of the soul, thou at whose presence care disappears, who… — Ovid Copy Share Image
The swallow is not ensnared by men because of its gentle nature. [Lat., At caret insidiis hominum, quia mitis, hirundo.] — Ovid Copy Share Image
All other creatures look down toward the earth, but man was given a face so that might turn his eyes toward the… — Ovid Copy Share Image
Not for any one man's delight has Nature made the sun, the wind, the waters; all are free. — Ovid Copy Share Image
Those things that nature denied to human sight, she revealed to the eyes of the soul. — Ovid Copy Share Image
By constant dripping, water hollows stone, A signet-ring from use alone grows thin, And the curved plowshare by soft earth is worn. — Ovid Copy Share Image
The earth yields up her stores, of every ill The instigators; iron, foe to man, And gold, than iron deadlier. — Ovid Copy Share Image
“There is a place at the centre of the World, between the zones of earth, sea, and sky, at the boundary of… — Ovid Copy Share Image
By faithful study of the nobler arts, our nature's softened, and more gentle grows. — Ovid Copy Share Image
Nothing retains its form; new shapes from old. Nature, the great inventor, ceaselessly contrives. In all creation, be assured, there is no… — Ovid Copy Share Image
Ere land and sea and the all-covering sky Were made, in the whole world the countenance Of nature was the same, all… — Ovid Copy Share Image
Every woman thinks herself attractive; even the plainest is satisfied with the charms she deems that she possesses. — Ovid Copy Share Image
Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength. — Ovid Copy Share Image
A mind conscious of right laughs at the falsehoods of rumour. [Lat., Conscia mens recti famae mendacia risit.] — Ovid Copy Share Image
It is convenient that there be gods, and, as it is convenient, let us believe there are. — Ovid Copy Share Image
I hate a woman who offers herself because she ought to do so, and cold and dry thinks of her sewing when making love. — Ovid Copy Share Image
The sea's vast depths lie open to the fish; Wherever the breezes blow the bird may fly; So to the brave man every land's… — Ovid Copy Share Image
Rare is the virtue that's not ruled by Fortune, That stands unshaken even when Fortune flees. — Ovid Copy Share Image
Thus all things altered. Nothing dies. And here and there the unbodied spirit flies. — Ovid Copy Share Image