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Horace Quotes - Page 23

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Let us both small and great push forward in this work, in this pursuit, if to our country, if to ourselves we would live dear.

Let us both small and great push forward in this work, in this pursuit, if to our country, if to ourselves we would live dear.

Country, Pursuit, Dear

Horace (1863). “The Works of Horace”, p.236

The gods have given you wealth and the means of enjoying it.

Mean, Wealth, Given

Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul, gives being to our hopes, bids the coward flight, drives dull care away, and teaches new means for the accomplishment of our wishes.

Wine, Mean, Light

Alas! the fleeting years, how they roll on!

Years, Fleeting, Aging

Posterity, thinned by the crime of its ancestors, shall hear of those battles.

Battle, Crime, Ancestor

"Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations" by Jehiel Keeler Hoyt, p. 618-19. Odes, Book I. 2. 23, 1922.

The cask will long retain the flavour of the wine with which it was first seasoned.

Wine, Long, Firsts

A stomach that is seldom empty despises common food. [Lat., Jejunus raro stomachus vulgaria temnit.]

Common, Eating, Empty

A poem is like a painting.

Painting

Ars Poetica l. 361

Boy, I loathe Persian luxury.

Boys, Luxury, Persian

These trifles will lead to serious mischief. [Lat., Hae nugae seria ducent In mala.]

Serious, Trifles, Mischief

There are calumnies against which even innocence loses courage.

Calumny Is, Innocence, Calumny

Who knows if the gods above will add tomorrow's span to this day's sum?

Add, Tomorrow, Knows

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.

Poetry, Imperfection, Faults

"Ars Poetica". Poem by Horace, 351, 18 BC.

The horse would plough, the ox would drive the car. No; do the work you know, and tarry where you are.

Horse, Car, Where You Are

Come boy, and pour for me a cup Of old Falernian. Fill it up With wine, strong, sparkling, bright, and clear; Our host decrees no water here. Let dullards drink the Nymph's pale brew, The sluggish thin their blood with dew. For such pale stuff we have no use; For us the purple grape's rich juice. Begone, ye chilling water sprite; Here burning Bacchus rules tonight! Catullus, Selections From Catullus No poems can live long or please that are written by water-drinkers.

Strong, Wine, Boys

We set up harsh and unkind rules against ourselves. No one is born without faults. That man is best who has fewest.

Acceptance, Men, Faults

Horace (1936). “Complete Works”

You may see me, fat and shining, with well-cared for hide, . . . a hog from Epicurus' herd. [Lat., Me pinguem et nitidum bene curata cute vises, . . . Epicuri de grege porcum.]

Cute, Shining, May

Busy not yourself in looking forward to the events of to-morrow; but whatever may be those of the days Providence may yet assign you neglect not to turn them to advantage.

Events, May, Looking Forward

It is difficult to speak of what is common in a way of your own.

Way, Common, Speak

Who then is sane? He who is not a fool.

Insanity, Fool, Sane

Horace (1853). “Opera omnia”, p.461

Wherever the storm carries me, I go a willing guest.

Storm, Guests, Willing

"Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations" by Jehiel Keeler Hoyt, p. 345, Epistles, I. 1. 15, 1922.

Seize today and put as little trust as you can in tomorrow.

Future, Carpe Diem, Littles

Dull winter will re-appear.

Winter, Dull

Be ever on your guard what you say of anybody and to whom.

Speakers

To grow a philosopher's beard.

Beard, Philosopher, Grows

Horace, Smith Palmer Bovie (2002). “Satires and Epistles”, p.112, University of Chicago Press

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