Let the character as it began be preserved to the last; and let it be consistent with itself. HORACE CharacterConsistentLast
Leuconoe, close the book of fate, For troubles are in store, . . . . Live today, tomorrow is not. HORACE BookFateLiveToday
Not gods, nor men, nor even booksellers have put up with poets’ being second-rate. HORACE MenPoetryRate
The 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. HORACE HomeLifeNight
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 BrainHard WorkNail
Do not try to find out – we’re forbidden to know – what end the gods have in store for me, or for you. HORACE DestinyEndTry
I would not exchange my life of ease and quiet for the riches of Arabia. HORACE CountryEasePeopleRich
The wolf dreads the pitfall, the hawk suspects the snare, and the kite the covered hook. HORACE CoverLakeRiversSea
Who prates of war or want after his wine? [Lat., Quis post vina gravem militiam aut pauperiem crepat?] HORACE GravemNeedWarWine
People hiss at me, but I applaud myself in my own house, and at the same time contemplate the money in my chest. HORACE CountryHousePeople
What we learn only through the ears makes less impression upon our minds than what is presented to the trustworthy eye. HORACE EyeMindTrust
Where there are many beauties in a poem I shall not cavil at a few faults proceeding either from negligence or from the imperfection of our nature. HORACE FaultImperfectionPoetry