1,095 Quotes by Horace

The drunkard is convicted by his praises of wine.

I abhor the profane rabble and keep them at a distance.

It is of no consequence of what parents a man is born, as long as he be a man of merit.

Every old poem is sacred.

Fire, if neglected, will soon gain strength.

O sweet solace of labors. [Lat., O laborum Dulce lenimen.]

The whole race of scribblers flies from the town and yearns for country life.

Cease to ask what the morrow will bring forth, and set down as gain each day that fortune grants.

Whatever things injure your eye you are anxious to remove; but things which affect your mind you defer.