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.
Pale 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.]
![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)
![Horace Quote - Who prates of war or want after his wine? [Lat., Quis post vina gravem militiam aut pauperiem crepat?]](https://minimalistquotes.com/images/who-prates-of-war-or-want-after-his-wine-lat-quis-.jpg)
![Horace Quote - Pale 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.]](https://minimalistquotes.com/images/pale-death-with-impartial-step-knocks-at-the-hut-o.jpg)