911 Quotes by Ovid

Saepe creat molles aspera spina rosas" - "Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses

Male beauty’s better for neglect.

He loved a lifeless thing and he was utterly and hopelessly wretched.

The spirited horse, which will try to win the race of its own accord, will run even faster if encouraged.

Omnia mutantur; nihil interit

His eyes that swam in death's dark night looked roundFor Athis, and he lay down by his side,Solaced among the shades to share his death.

There is a certain pleasure in weeping

We believe slowly when belief brings pain.

what we call birth iswhen something first changes out of its former condition,and what we call death is when its identity ceases;things may perhaps be translated hither and thither;nevertheless, they stay constant in their sum total