What is deservedly suffered must be borne with calmness, but when the pain is unmerited, the grief is resistless. — Ovid Copy Share Image
As many as the shells that are on the shore, so many are the pains of love; the darts that wound are… — Ovid Copy Share Image
With patience bear what pains you have deserved, Grieve, if you will, over what's unmerited. — Ovid Copy Share Image
I am an exile; but it is the fault that pains; The punishment is nought; that it is deserved Is all the… — Ovid Copy Share Image
Suppressed pain chokes us; in our breasts It surges, adding ever to its strength. — Ovid Copy Share Image
“Perfer et obdura, dolor hic tibi proderit olim. (Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.)” — Ovid Copy Share Image
Death is not grievous to me, for I shall lay aside my pains by death. [Lat., Nec mihi mors gravis est posituro… — Ovid Copy Share Image
There is some joy in weeping. For our tears Fill up the cup, then wash our pain away. — 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