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The populace may hiss me, but when I go home and think of my money, I applaud myself.

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Never without a shilling in my purse.
HORACE

Emotion People Purse Shilling
There is no such thing as perfect happiness.
HORACE

Perfect Perfect Happiness
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.
HORACE

Last Poverty Wing
How slight and insignificant is the thing which casts down or restores a mind greedy for praise.
HORACE

Greedy Mind Praise
The arrow will not always find the mark intended.
HORACE

Arrows Intent Mark People
Anger is brief madness
HORACE

Anger Brief Madness
What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so beloved?.
HORACE

Grief Limit Men
There is a middle ground in things.
HORACE

Ground Latin Middle
Being, be bold and venture to be wise.
HORACE

Military Venture Wise
Often turn the stile [correct with care], if you expect to write anything worthy of being read twice. [Lat., Saepe stilum vertas, iterum quae digna legi sint Scripturus.]
HORACE

Authorship Care Write
Wherever the storm carries me, I go a willing guest.
HORACE

Guest Storm Willing
He makes himself ridiculous who is for ever repeating the same mistake.
HORACE

Mistake Ridiculous Same
What it is forbidden to be put right becomes lighter by acceptance.
HORACE

Acceptance Forbidden Lighter
Money, as it increases, becomes either the master or the slave of ts owner.
HORACE

Increase Money Owner Slave
And I endeavour to subdue circumstances to myself, and not myself to circumstances. [Lat., Et mihi res, non me rebus, subjungere conor.]
HORACE

Circumstances Endeavor Myself
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.]
HORACE

Brain Hard Work Nail

The populace may hiss me, but when I go home and think of my money, I applaud myself.

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