The man is either mad, or he is making verses.

Quote by Horace

Topics: Horace Quotes

The lofty pine is oftenest shaken by the winds; High towers fall with a heavier...

The lofty pine is oftenest shaken by the winds; High towers fall with a heavier...

In labouring to be concise, I become obscure.

In labouring to be concise, I become obscure.

You must often make erasures if you mean to write what is worthy of being...

You must often make erasures if you mean to write what is worthy of being...

Good sense is both the first principal and the parent source of good writing.

Good sense is both the first principal and the parent source of good writing.

One wanders to the left, another to the right. Both are equally in error, but,...

One wanders to the left, another to the right. Both are equally in error, but,...

Labor diligently to increase your property.

Labor diligently to increase your property.

Nothing is swifter than rumor.

Nothing is swifter than rumor.

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...

Life is largely a matter of expectation.

Life is largely a matter of expectation.

Few cross the river of time and are able to reach non-being. Most of them...

Few cross the river of time and are able to reach non-being. Most of them...

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...

I hate the irreverent rabble and keep them far from me.

I hate the irreverent rabble and keep them far from me.

I never think at all when I write. Nobody can do two things at the...

I never think at all when I write. Nobody can do two things at the...

The foolish are like ripples on water, For whatsoever they do is quickly effaced; But...

The foolish are like ripples on water, For whatsoever they do is quickly effaced; But...

He's happy who, far away from business, like the races of men of old, tills...

He's happy who, far away from business, like the races of men of old, tills...

In labouring to be concise, I become obscure.

In labouring to be concise, I become obscure.

Whoever cultivates the golden mean avoids both the poverty of a hovel and the envy...

Whoever cultivates the golden mean avoids both the poverty of a hovel and the envy...

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...

I've done a fair share of stupid things in my life, a couple of which...

I've done a fair share of stupid things in my life, a couple of which...

Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture...

Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture...