Everyone is desirous of his own pursuits, and loves To spend his time in his accustomed art. — Ovid Copy Share Image
Fair Flora! Now attend thy sportful feast, Of which some days I with design have past; A part in April and a… — Ovid Copy Share Image
You start in April and cross to the time of May One has you as it leaves, one as it comes Since… — Ovid Copy Share Image
Haste is productive of injury, and so is too much hesitation. He is the wisest man who does everything at the proper… — Ovid Copy Share Image
All-devouring time, envious age, Nought can escape you, and by slow degrees, Worn by your teeth, all things will lingering die. — Ovid Copy Share Image
In time the bull is brought to wear the yoke. [Lat., Tempore ruricolae patiens fit taurus aratri.] — Ovid Copy Share Image
Tis not always in a physician's power to cure the sick; at times the disease is stronger than trained art. — Ovid Copy Share Image
The good of other times let people state; I think it lucky I was born so late. — Ovid Copy Share Image
As wave is driven by wave And each, pursued, pursues the wave ahead, So time flies on and follows, flies, and follows,… — Ovid Copy Share Image
Tempore difficiles veniunt ad aratra juvenci; Tempore lenta pati frena docentur equi. In time the unmanageable young oxen come to the plough;… — Ovid Copy Share Image
Eurydice, dying now a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had… — Ovid Copy Share Image
A frail gift is beauty, which grows less as time draws on, and is devoured by its own years. — Ovid Copy Share Image
Winged time glides on insensibly, and deceive us; and there is nothing more fleeting than years. — Ovid Copy Share Image
As long as you are lucky, you will have many friends; if cloudy times appear, you will be alone. -Donec eris felix,… — 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
