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.]
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 - In a moment comes either death or joyful victory. [Lat., Horae Momento cita mors venit aut victoria laeta.]](https://minimalistquotes.com/images/in-a-moment-comes-either-death-or-joyful-victory-l.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)
