Wise were the kings who never chose a friend till with full cups they had unmasked his soul, and seen the bottom… — Horace Copy Share Image
Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt. (They change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.) — 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
Joyful let the soul be in the present, let it disdain to trouble about what is beyond and temper bitterness with a… — 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
O drink is mighty! secrets it unlocks, Turns hope to fact, sets cowards on to box, Takes burdens from the careworn, finds… — Horace Copy Share Image
Curst is the wretch enslaved to such a vice, Who ventures life and soul upon the dice. — Horace Copy Share Image
Seest thou how pale the sated guest rises from supper, where the appetite is puzzled with varieties? The body, too, burdened with… — Horace Copy Share Image
Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects your soul you postpone the cure until… — 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
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