Don’t waste the opportunity.
HORACERemember to preserve a calm soul amid difficulties.
More Horace Quotes
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Leuconoe, close the book of fate, For troubles are in store, . . . . Live today, tomorrow is not.
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Scribblers are a self-conceited and self-worshipping race.
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Glory drags all men along, low as well as high, bound captive at the wheels of her glittering car.
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Who’s started has half finished.
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Money, as it increases, becomes either the master or the slave of ts owner.
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Remember to preserve a calm soul amid difficulties.
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The short span of life forbids us to spin out hope to any length. Soon will night be upon you, and the fabled Shades, and the shadowy Plutonian home.
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Gold will be slave or master.
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A man perfect to the finger tips.
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A good and faithful judge ever prefers the honorable to the expedient.
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The explanation avails nothing, which in leading us from one difficulty involves us in another.
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Where there are many beauties in a poem I shall not cavil at a few faults proceeding either from negligence or from the imperfection of our nature.
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One cannot know everything.
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Rule your mind or it will rule you.
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He who has begun has half done. Dare to be wise -begin!
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I have erected amonument more lasting than bronze.
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What it is forbidden to be put right becomes lighter by acceptance.
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In neglected fields the fern grows, which must be cleared out by fire.
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He makes himself ridiculous who is for ever repeating the same mistake.
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To please great men is not the last degree of praise.
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Often turn the stile [correct with care], if you expect to write anything worthy of being read twice. [Lat., Saepe stilum vertas, iterum quae digna legi sint Scripturus.]
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Do not try to find out – we’re forbidden to know – what end the gods have in store for me, or for you.
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Remember to be calm in adversity.
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Multa ferunt anni venientes commoda secum, Multa recedentes adimiunt. (The years, as they come, bring many agreeable things with them; as they go, they take many away.)
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Superfluous words simply spill out when the mind is already full.
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Life gives nothing to man without labor.
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