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Horace Quotes about Wine

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Smooth out with wine the worries of a wrinkled brow.

Smooth out with wine the worries of a wrinkled brow.

Wine, Worry, Smooth

No poem was ever written by a drinker of water.

Wine, Water, Drinkers

Pry not into the affairs of others, and keep secret that which has been entrusted to you, though sorely tempted by wine and passion.

Passion, Wine, Secret

Be smart, drink your wine.

Smart, Wine, Simple

Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul.

Wine, Light, Soul

Never inquire into another man's secret; bur conceal that which is intrusted to you, though pressed both be wine and anger to reveal it.

Wine, Men, Secret

Wine unlocks the breast.

Wine, Breasts

Let those who drink not, but austerely dine, dry up in law; the Muses smell of wine.

Wine, Dry Up, Smell

Who after wine, talks of wars hardships or of poverty.

War, Wine, Hardship

It was a wine jar when the molding began: as the wheel runs round why does it turn out a water pitcher?

Running, Wine, Water

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

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

Wine, Long, Firsts

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

O drink is mighty! secrets it unlocks, Turns hope to fact, sets cowards on to box, Takes burdens from the careworn, finds out parts In stupid folks, and teaches unknown arts. What tongue hangs fire when quickened by the bowl? What wretch so poor but wine expands his soul?

Art, Stupid, Wine

Horace (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Horace (Illustrated)”, p.362, Delphi Classics

Who prates of war or want after his wine? [Lat., Quis post vina gravem militiam aut pauperiem crepat?]

War, Wine, Want

What wonders does not wine! It discloses secrets; ratifies and confirms our hopes; thrusts the coward forth to battle; eases the anxious mind of its burden; instructs in arts. Whom has not a cheerful glass made eloquent! Whom not quite free and easy from pinching poverty!

Art, Wine, Glasses

Now drown care in wine. [Lat., Nunc vino pellite curas.]

Wine, Care, Vino

Whither, O god of wine, art thou hurrying me, whilst under thy all-powerful influence?

Art, Powerful, Wine

Betray not a secret even though racked by wine or wrath.

Wine, Wrath, Secret

The drunkard is convicted by his praises of wine.

Wine, Praise, Drunkards

Not even for an hour can you bear to be alone, nor can you advantageously apply your leisure time, but you endeavor, a fugitive and wanderer, to escape from yourself, now vainly seeking to banish remorse by wine, and now by sleep; but the gloomy companion presses on you, and pursues you as you fly.

Sleep, Wine, Leisure

By wine eating cares are put to flight. [Lat., Vino diffugiunt mordaces curae.]

Wine, Care, Flight

Think of the wonders uncorked by wine! It opens secrets, gives heart to our hopes, pushes the cowardly into battle, lifts the load from anxious minds, and evokes talents. Thanks to the bottle's prompting no one is lost for words, no one who's cramped by poverty fails to find release.

Heart, Wine, Thinking

Horace, Persius (2005). “The Satires of Horace and Persius”, p.143, Penguin UK

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