The gods have given you wealth and the means of enjoying it.
HORACEThe gods have given you wealth and the means of enjoying it.
HORACEA good resolve will make any port.
HORACELet him who has once perceived how much that, which has been discarded, excels that which he has longed for, return at once, and seek again that which he despised.
HORACESeize the day, put no trust in the morrow!
HORACELet him who has enough ask for nothing more.
HORACEMulta 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.)
HORACESapere aude. Dare to be wise.
HORACEGet money; by just means. if you can; if not, still get money.
HORACEBy the favour of the heavens
HORACEIt is your concern when your neighbor’s wall is on fire.
HORACEThe years as they pass plunder us of one thing after another.
HORACEThe populace may hiss me, but when I go home and think of my money, I applaud myself.
HORACEThere is no such thing as perfect happiness.
HORACEThe wolf dreads the pitfall, the hawk suspects the snare, and the kite the covered hook.
HORACELeuconoe, close the book of fate, For troubles are in store, . . . . Live today, tomorrow is not.
HORACEHow slight and insignificant is the thing which casts down or restores a mind greedy for praise.
HORACE