Happy he who far from business, like the primitive are of mortals, cultivates with his own oxen the fields of his fathers, free from all anxieties of gain.

Quote by Horace

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Always keep your composure. You can't score from the penalty box; and to win, you...

Always keep your composure. You can't score from the penalty box; and to win, you...

The greatest lesson in life is to know that even fools are right sometimes.

The greatest lesson in life is to know that even fools are right sometimes.

Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door...

Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door...

To have a great man for a friend seems pleasant to those who have never...

To have a great man for a friend seems pleasant to those who have never...

Who then is free? The wise man who can command himself.

Who then is free? The wise man who can command himself.

Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects...

Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects...

If you would have me weep, you must first of all feel grief yourself.

If you would have me weep, you must first of all feel grief yourself.

Seize the day, put no trust in the morrow

Seize the day, put no trust in the morrow

It is no great art to say something briefly when, like Tacitus, one has something...

It is no great art to say something briefly when, like Tacitus, one has something...

As crazy as hauling timber into the woods.

As crazy as hauling timber into the woods.

He gains everyone's approval who mixes the pleasant with the useful.

He gains everyone's approval who mixes the pleasant with the useful.

If matters go badly now, they will not always be so.

If matters go badly now, they will not always be so.

Nothing is swifter than rumor.

Nothing is swifter than rumor.

Fidelity is the sister of justice.

Fidelity is the sister of justice.

Acquittal of the guilty damns the judge.

Acquittal of the guilty damns the judge.

Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori - It is a sweet and becoming thing...

Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori - It is a sweet and becoming thing...

The musician who always plays on the same string is laughed at

The musician who always plays on the same string is laughed at

A host is like a general: calamities often reveal his genius.

A host is like a general: calamities often reveal his genius.

I strive to be brief but I become obscure.

I strive to be brief but I become obscure.

You may drive out nature with a pitchfork, yet she'll be constantly running back.

You may drive out nature with a pitchfork, yet she'll be constantly running back.