“Curst is the wretch enslaved to such a vice, Who ventures life and soul upon the dice.” Quote by Horace
“Gold loves to make its way through guards, and breaks through barriers of stone more easily than the lightning's bolt.” WayBreakStonesGoldBarriersLightningBoltsBreak ThroughOld Love Author:Horace
“Nothing is difficult to mortals; we strive to reach heaven itself in our folly. [Lat., Nil mortalibus arduum est; Coelum ipsum petimus stultitia.]” HeavenDifficultStriveMortalsFolly Author:Horace
“Busy idleness urges us on. [Lat., Strenua nos exercet inertia.]” BusyUrgesIdlenessInertia Author:Horace
“Who loves the golden mean is safe from the poverty of a tenement, is free from the envy of a palace. [Lat., Auream quisquis mediocritatem deligit tutus caret obsoleti sordibus tecti, caret invidenda sobrius aula.]” MeanPovertySafeEnvyGoldenModerationPalacesTenementsGolden MeanTutus Author:Horace
“I have reared a memorial more enduring than brass, and loftier than the regal structure of the pyramids, which neither the corroding shower nor the powerless north wind can destroy; no, not even unending years nor the flight of time itself. I shall not entirely die. The greater part of me shall escape oblivion.” YearsDiesGreaterWindStructureSeriesEndureFlightShowersPowerlessOblivionMemorialPyramidsUnendingBrassRegalNorth Wind Author:Horace
“I live and reign since I have abandoned those pleasures which you by your praises extol to the skies. [Lat., Vivo et regno, simul ista reliqui Quae vos ad coelum effertis rumore secundo.]” PleasureSkyPraiseAbandonedAdsReign Author:Horace
“Neither men, nor gods, nor booksellers' shelves permit ordinary poets to exist. [Lat., Mediocribus esse poetis Non homines, non di, non concessere columnae.]” MenPoetOrdinaryPermitShelvesBooksellers Author:Horace
“If you rank me with the lyric poets, my exalted head shall strike the stars. [Lat., Quod si me lyricis vatibus inseris, Sublimi feriam sidera vertice.]” IfsStarsPoetStrikesExalted Author:Horace
