Half is done when the beginning is done.
HORACEHalf is done when the beginning is done.
HORACENor has he spent his life badly who has passed it in privacy.
HORACELet him who has enough ask for nothing more.
HORACERemember to preserve a calm soul amid difficulties.
HORACEWhat it is forbidden to be put right becomes lighter by acceptance.
HORACEPeople hiss at me, but I applaud myself in my own house, and at the same time contemplate the money in my chest.
HORACESeest 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.
HORACEI 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.
HORACEThe good hate sin because they love virtue. [Lat., Oderunt peccare boni virtutis amore.]
HORACEScribblers are a self-conceited and self-worshipping race.
HORACELet the character as it began be preserved to the last; and let it be consistent with itself.
HORACELife gives nothing to man without labor.
HORACEOne cannot know everything.
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.]
HORACEA word, once sent abroad, flies irrevocably.
HORACENever without a shilling in my purse.
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