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Envy depreciates the genius of the great Homer.
Isn't the best defense always a good attack?
If thou wishest to put an end to love, attend to business (love yields to employment); then thou wilt be safe. [Lat., Qui finem quaeris amoris, (Cedit amor rebus) res age; tutus eris.]
A pleasing countenance is no slight disadvantage.
[Lat., Auxilium non leve vultus habet.] — © Ovid
A pleasing countenance is no slight disadvantage. [Lat., Auxilium non leve vultus habet.]
Fortune and love favour the brave. [Lat., Audentem Forsque Venusque juvant.]
I would that you were either less beautiful, or less corrupt. Such perfect beauty does not suit such imperfect morals. [Lat., Aut formosa fores minus, aut minus improba vellem. Non facit ad mores tam bona forma malos.]
The gods see the deeds of the righteous. [Lat., Di pia facta vident.]
It is hope which makes the shipwrecked sailor strike out with his arms in the midst of the sea, though no land is in sight.
Love, and a cough, are not concealed.
Pursuits become habits. [Lat., Abeunt studia in mores.]
Thou fool, what is sleep but the image of death? Fate will give an eternal rest. [Lat., Stulte, quid est somnus, gelidae nisi mortis imago? Longa quiescendi tempora fata dabunt.]
Man should ever look to his last day, and no one should be called happy before his funeral. [Lat., Ultima semper Expectanda dies homini est, dicique beatus Ante obitum nemo et suprema funera debet.]
Sleep, rest of nature, O sleep, most gentle of the divinities, peace of the soul, thou at whose presence care disappears, who soothest hearts wearied with daily employments, and makest them strong again for labour!
I cannot keep track of all the vagaries of fashion, Every day, so it seems, brings in a different style. — © Ovid
I cannot keep track of all the vagaries of fashion, Every day, so it seems, brings in a different style.
Heavens! what thick darkness pervades the minds of men. [Lat., Pro superi! quantum mortalia pectora caecae, Noctis habent.]
Love is a driver, bitter and fierce if you fight and resist him, Easy-going enough once you acknowledge his power.
A woman is a creature that's always shopping.
The man who falls in love chill find plenty of occupation.
The most wretched fortune is safe; for there is no fear of anything worse. [Lat., Fortuna miserrima tuta est: Nam timor eventus deterioris abest.]
Death is not grievous to me, for I shall lay aside my pains by death. [Lat., Nec mihi mors gravis est posituro morte dolores.]
I hate, and yet must love the thing I hate.
Time glides away and as we get older through the noiseless years; the days flee and are restrained by no reign.
Fools laugh at the Latin language. -Rident stolidi verba Latina
Out of many things a great heap will be formed. [Lat., De multis grandis acervus erit.]
There is a divinity within our breast.
The hunter follows things which flee from him; he leaves them when they are taken; and ever seeks for that which is beyond what he has found. [Lat., Venator sequitur fugientia; capta relinquit; Semper et inventis ulteriora petit.]
Remove but the temptations of leisure, and the bow of Cupid will lose its effect.
Ah me! love can not be cured by herbs. [Lat., Hei mihi! quod nullis amor est medicabilis herbis.]
Love is a kind of military service
Time spent in the cultivation of the fields passes very pleasantly.
Although they posses enough, and more than enough still they yearn for more.
The deeds of men never escape the gods. [Lat., Acta deos nunquam mortalia fallunt.]
The love of country is more powerful than reason itself.
The mind is sicker than the sick body; in contemplation of its sufferings it becomes hopeless. [Lat., Corpore sed mens est aegro magis aegra; malique In circumspectu stat sine fine sui.]
As long as you are lucky, you will have many friends; if cloudy times appear, you will be alone. -Donec eris felix, multos numerabis amicos; tempora si fuerint nubila, solus eris
A broken fortune is like a falling column; the lower it sinks, the greater weight it has to sustain.
Struggling over my fickle heart, love draws it now this way, and now hate that--but love, I think, is winning. I will hate, if I have strength; if not, I shall love unwilling.
That you may be beloved, be amiable.
Every man should stay within his own fortune.
[Lat., Intera fortunam quisque debet manere suam.] — © Ovid
Every man should stay within his own fortune. [Lat., Intera fortunam quisque debet manere suam.]
Let those who have deserved their punishment, bear it patiently. [Lat., Aequo animo poenam, qui meruere, ferant.]
The mind alone can not be exiled. [Lat., Mens sola loco non exulat.]
He who sins easily, sins less. The very power Renders less vigorous the roots of evil.
Friendship is but a name, faith is an empty name. Alas, it is not safe to praise to a friend the object of your love; as soon as he believes your praises, he slips into your place.
Adde, quod ingénues didicisse fideliter artes Emollit mores, nec sinit esse fervos. To be instructed in the arts, softens the manners and makes men gentle.
Ere land and sea and the all-covering sky Were made, in the whole world the countenance Of nature was the same, all one, well named Chaos, a raw and undivided mass, Naught but a lifeless bulk, with warring seeds Of ill-joined elements compressed together.
Opportunity is ever worth expecting; let your hood be ever hanging ready. The fish will be in the pool where you least imagine it to be.
Fair peace becomes men; ferocious anger belongs to beasts. [Lat., Candida pax homines, trux decet ira feras.]
The love of fame usually spurs on the mind. [Lat., Ingenio stimulos subdere fama solet.]
When a house is tottering to its fall, The strain lies heaviest on the weakest part, One tiny crack throughout the structure spreads, And its own weight soon brings it toppling down.
Happy the man who ventures boldly to defend what he holds dear. — © Ovid
Happy the man who ventures boldly to defend what he holds dear.
We praise times past, while we times present use; Yet due the worship which to each we give.
If you have a voice, sing; but if you have good arms, then go in for dancing.
The wild boar is often held by a small dog. [Lat., A cane non magno saepe tenetur aper.]
Whether they yield or refuse, it delights women to have been asked.
The earth yields up her stores, of every ill The instigators; iron, foe to man, And gold, than iron deadlier.
Wherever I look there is nothing but the image of death.
The sea's vast depths lie open to the fish; Wherever the breezes blow the bird may fly; So to the brave man every land's a home.
Constant Penelope sends to thee, careless Ulysses. Write not again, but come, sweet mate
You will hardly conquer, but conquer you must. [Lat., Male vincetis, sed vincite.]
It is prudence that first forsakes the wretched.
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