In neglected fields the fern grows, which must be cleared out by fire.
HORACEIn neglected fields the fern grows, which must be cleared out by fire.
HORACEPeople hiss at me, but I applaud myself in my own house, and at the same time contemplate the money in my chest.
HORACEPale death, with impartial step, knocks at the hut of the poor and the towers of kings. [Lat., Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas Regumque turres.]
HORACEScribblers are a self-conceited and self-worshipping race.
HORACEJoys do not fall to the rich alone; nor has he lived ill of whose birth and death no one took note.
HORACEIt is but a poor establishment where there are not many superfluous things which the owner knows not of, and which go to the thieves.
HORACERemember to preserve a calm soul amid difficulties.
HORACEHow slight and insignificant is the thing which casts down or restores a mind greedy for praise.
HORACEGlory drags all men along, low as well as high, bound captive at the wheels of her glittering car.
HORACEHe who has begun has half done. Dare to be wise -begin!
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.
HORACEHe 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.]
HORACEWhat prevents a man’s speaking good sense with a smile on his face?
HORACETo please great men is not the last degree of praise.
HORACEIn adversity, remember to keep an even mind.
HORACENever without a shilling in my purse.
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