Qintus Horatius Flaccus

Ancient Rome
8 Dec -65 // 27 Nov -8


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The human race afraid of nothing, rushes through every crime
What does not destructive time destroy?
It is not enough that poetry is agreeable, it should also be interesting
It will be practicable to blot written words which you do not publish; but the spoken word it is not possible to recall
The musician who always plays on the same string, is laughed at
You are judged of by what you possess
When a man is pleased with the lot of others, he is dissatisfied with his own, as a matter of course
Wealth increaseth, but a nameless something is ever wanting to our insufficient fortune
We hate merit while it is with us; when taken away from our gaze, we long for it jealously
We are more speedily and fatally corrupted by domestic examples of vice, and particularly when they are impressed on our minds as from authority
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."