A Quote by Ovid

The vulgar herd estimate friendship by its advantages.
[Lat., Vulgus amicitias utilitate probat.] — © Ovid
The vulgar herd estimate friendship by its advantages. [Lat., Vulgus amicitias utilitate probat.]

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The views of the multitude are neither bad nor good. [Lat., Neque mala, vel bona, quae vulgus putet.]
A cowardly populace which will dare nothing beyond talk. [Lat., Vulgus ignavum et nihil ultra verba ausurum.]
I hate the uncultivated crowd and keep them at a distance. Favour me by your tongues (keep silence). [Lat., Odi profanum vulgus et arceo. Favete linguis.]
May you live unenvied, and pass many pleasant years unknown to fame; and also have congenial friends. [Lat., Vive sine invidia, mollesque inglorius annos Exige; amicitias et tibi junge pares.]
The Romans assisted their allies and friends, and acquired friendships by giving rather than receiving kindness. [Lat., Sociis atque amicis auxilia portabant Romani, magisque dandis quam accipiundis beneficiis amicitias parabant.]
The venal herd. [Lat., Venale pecus.]
Money nowadays is money; money brings office; money gains friends; everywhere the poor man is down. [Lat., In pretio pretium nunc est; dat census honores, Census amicitias; pauper ubique jacet.]
A party spirit betrays the greatest men to act as meanly as the vulgar herd.
Politeness is one of those advantages which we never estimate rightly but by the inconvenience of its loss.
The vulgar herd catches at the gross apparent fact, but the man of insight knows what lies on the surfaces does lie.
What do you get when you cross a herd of sheep with a herd of lemmings? A herd of venture capitalists.
Friendship is a creature formed for a companionship not for a herd.
We have within us, from the start, that which will distinguish us from the vulgar herd.
Rather be frumpy than vulgar! Much. Frumps are often celebrities in disguise -- but a person of vulgar appearance is vulgar all through.
Our advantages fly away without aid. Pluck the flower. [Lat., Nostra sine auxilio fugiunt bona. Carpite florem.]
The human race is a herd. Here we are, unique, eternal aspects of consciousness with an infinity of potential, and we have allowed ourselves to become an unthinking, unquestioning blob of conformity and uniformity. A herd. Once we concede to the herd mentality, we can be controlled and directed by a tiny few. And we are.
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