Boy, I loathe Persian luxury.
What does drunkenness not accomplish? It unlocks secrets, confirms our hopes, urges the indolent into battle, lifts the burden from anxious minds, teaches new arts.
Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero'Snatch at today and trust as little as you can in tomorrow' - (Odes) Often translated as 'Seize the day'.
Virtuosi have been long remarked to have little conscience in their favorite pursuits. A man will steal a rarity who would cut off his hand rather than take the money it is worth. Yet, in fact, the crime is the same.
The poets aim is either to profit or to please, or to blend in one the delightful and the useful. Whatever the lesson you would convey, be brief, that your hearers may catch quickly what is said and faithfully retain it. Every superfluous word is spilled from the too-full memory.
A bad reader soon puts to flight both wise men and fools.
Carpe diem, quam minime credula postero. Enjoy the present day, trusting very little to the morrow.
By the favour of the heavens
Every old poem is sacred.
These trifles will lead to serious mischief. [Lat., Hae nugae seria ducent In mala.]
Anger is short-lived madness.
I shall not altogether die.
As shines the moon amid the lesser fires.
Good sense is both the first principal and the parent source of good writing.
In a moment comes either death or joyful victory. [Lat., Horae Momento cita mors venit aut victoria laeta.]
I would advise him who wishes to imitate well, to look closely into life and manners, and thereby to learn to express them with truth.
One gains universal applause who mingles the useful with the agreeable, at once delighting and instructing the reader.
It is not enough that poetry is agreeable, it should also be interesting.
Get what start the sinner may, Retribution, for all her lame leg, never quits his track.
The ox longs for the gaudy trappings of the horse; the lazy pack-horse would fain plough. [We envy the position of others, dissatisfied with our own.]
Multa ferunt anni venientes commoda secum, Multa recedentes adimiunt. (The years, as they come, bring many agreeable things with them; as they go, they take many away.)
In neglected fields the fern grows, which must be cleared out by fire.
The power of daring anything their fancy suggest, as always been conceded to the painter and the poet.
Better one thorn pluck'd out than all remain.
And I endeavour to subdue circumstances to myself, and not myself to circumstances. [Lat., Et mihi res, non me rebus, subjungere conor.]
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