A Quote by Horace

The man is either mad or his is making verses.
[Lat., Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit.] — © Horace
The man is either mad or his is making verses. [Lat., Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit.]

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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.]
Either you pursue or push, O Sisyphus, the stone destined to keep rolling. [Lat., Aut petis aut urgues ruiturum, Sisyphe, saxum.]
In a moment comes either death or joyful victory. [Lat., Horae Momento cita mors venit aut victoria laeta.]
Who prates of war or want after his wine? [Lat., Quis post vina gravem militiam aut pauperiem crepat?]
No man can be brave who thinks pain the greatest evil; nor temperate, who considers pleasure the highest god. [Lat., Fortis vero, dolorem summum malum judicans; aut temperans, voluptatem summum bonum statuens, esse certe nullo modo potest.]
The man is either mad, or he is making verses.
The Bell never rings of itself; unless some one handles or moves it it is dumb. [Lat., Nunquam aedepol temere tinniit tintinnabulum; Nisi quis illud tractat aut movet, mutum est, tacet.]
Virtue knowing no base repulse, shines with untarnished honour; nor does she assume or resign her emblems of honour by the will of some popular breeze. [Lat., Virtus repulse nescia sordidae, Intaminatis fulget honoribus; Nec sumit aut ponit secures Arbitrio popularis aurae.]
Indignation leads to the making of poetry. [Lat., Facit indignatio versum.]
Verses devoid of substance, melodious trifles. [Lat., Versus inopes rerum, nugaeque canorae.]
Man is a wolf to man. [Lat., Homo homini lupus.]
The mad is either insane or he is composing verses.
Man thinks, God directs. [Lat., Homo cogitat, Deu indicat.]
Quid confert animae pugna Hectoris, vel disputatio Platonis, aut carmina Maronis, vel neniae Nasonis? Of what benefit to the soul are the struggles of Hector, the disputations of Plato, the songs of Virgil, or the dirges of Ovid?
An honest man is always a child. [Lat., Semper bonus homo tiro est.]
It does not matter a feather whether a man be supported by patron or client, if he himself wants courage. [Lat., Animus tamen omnia vincit. Ille etiam vires corpus habere facit.]
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