Who prates of war or want after his wine? [Lat., Quis post vina gravem militiam aut pauperiem crepat?]
HORACEThe 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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The populace may hiss me, but when I go home and think of my money, I applaud myself.
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The gods have given you wealth and the means of enjoying it.
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Take as a gift whatever the day brings forth.
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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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The envious pine at others’ success; no greater punishment than envy was devised by Sicilian tyrants.
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Not to be lost in idle admiration is the only sure means of making and preserving happiness.
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What prevents a man’s speaking good sense with a smile on his face?
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With you I should love to live, with you be ready to die.
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Scribblers are a self-conceited and self-worshipping race.
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Aiming at brevity, I become obscure.
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What do sad complaints avail if the offense is not cut down by punishment.
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One cannot know everything.
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Sapere aude. Dare to be wise.
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Flames too soon acquire strength if disregarded.
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Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind.
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