I praise her (Fortune) while she lasts; if she shakes her quick wings, I resign what she has given, and take refuge in my own virtue, and seek honest undowered Poverty.
Seest 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.
![Horace Quote - He will often have to scratch his head, and bite his nails to the quick. [To succeed he will have to puzzle his brains and work hard.]](https://minimalistquotes.com/images/he-will-often-have-to-scratch-his-head-and-bite-hi.jpg)
