Carpe diem! Rejoice while you are alive; enjoy the day; live life to the fullest; make the most of what you have.… — Horace Copy Share Image
The populace may hiss me, but when I go home and think of my money, I applaud myself. — Horace Copy Share Image
Think to yourself that every day is your last; the hour to which you do not look forward will come as a… — Horace Copy Share Image
Let hopes and sorrows, fears and angers be, And think each day that dawns the last you'll see; For so the hour… — Horace Copy Share Image
Enjoy thankfully any happy hour heaven may send you, nor think that your delights will keep till another year. — Horace Copy Share Image
Think of the wonders uncorked by wine! It opens secrets, gives heart to our hopes, pushes the cowardly into battle, lifts the… — Horace Copy Share Image
Sad people dislike the happy, and the happy the sad; the quick thinking the sedate, and the careless the busy and industrious. — Horace Copy Share Image
In my youth I thought of writing a satire on mankind! but now in my age I think I should write an… — Horace Copy Share Image
Choose a subject equal to your abilities; think carefully what your shoulders may refuse, and what they are capable of bearing. — 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
