It is your concern when your neighbor’s wall is on fire.
HORACEIt is your concern when your neighbor’s wall is on fire.
HORACEWherever the storm carries me, I go a willing guest.
HORACESeest thou how pale the sated guest rises from supper, where the appetite is puzzled with varieties? The body, too, burdened with I yesterday’s excess, weighs down the soul, and fixes to the earth this particle of the divine essence.
HORACEThere is no such thing as perfect happiness.
HORACEForce without judgement falls on its own weight.
HORACEOften 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.]
HORACEBeing, be bold and venture to be wise.
HORACEDon’t waste the opportunity.
HORACEA word, once sent abroad, flies irrevocably.
HORACEFate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind.
HORACEDeath’s dark way Must needs be trodden once, however we pause.
HORACEPeople hiss at me, but I applaud myself in my own house, and at the same time contemplate the money in my chest.
HORACEDo not try to find out – we’re forbidden to know – what end the gods have in store for me, or for you.
HORACEWithout love and laughter there is no joy; live amid love and laughter.
HORACELeuconoe, close the book of fate, For troubles are in store, . . . . Live today, tomorrow is not.
HORACEMoney, as it increases, becomes either the master or the slave of ts owner.
HORACE