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Quotes from Horace

He who preserves a man's life against his will does the same thing as if he slew him.
~ Horace
Shun an inquisitive man, he is invariably a tell-tale.
~ Horace
A man polished to the nail. [Lat., Ad unguem factus home.]
~ Horace
The man is either crazy or he is a poet.
~ Horace
Decus et pretium recte petit experiens vir. The man who makes the attempt justly aims at honour and reward.
~ Horace
Happy is the man to whom nature has given a sufficiency with even a sparing hand.
~ Horace
I strive to be brief, and become obscure.
~ Horace
Let's put a limit to the scramble for money. ... Having got what you wanted, you ought to begin to bring that struggle to an end.
~ Horace
He who has lost his money-belt will go where you wish.
~ Horace
Money is to be sought for first of all; virtue after wealth. [Lat., Quaerenda pecunia primum est; virtus post nummos.]
~ Horace
All powerful money gives birth and beauty. [Lat., Et genus et formam regina pecunia donat.]
~ Horace
Money amassed either serves us or rules us.
~ Horace
The populace may hiss me, but when I go home and think of my money, I applaud myself.
~ Horace
A dowried wife, friends, beauty, birth, fair fame, These are the gifts of money, heavenly dame: Be but a moneyed man, persuasion tips Your tongue, and Venus settles on your lips.
~ Horace
Sovereign money procures a wife with a large fortune, gets a man credit, creates friends, stands in place of pedigree, and even of beauty.
~ Horace
Make money, money by fair means if you can, if not, but any means money.
~ Horace
Success in the affairs of life often serves to hide one's abilities, whereas adversity frequently gives one an opportunity to discover them.
~ Horace
In adversity, remember to keep an even mind.
~ Horace
The musician who always plays on the same string is laughed at.
~ Horace
Music is an incitement to love.
~ Horace
If you drive nature out with a pitchfork, she will soon find a way back.
~ Horace
Take away the danger and remove the restraint, and wayward nature runs free.
~ Horace
Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque revenit. You can drive nature out with a pitchfork, she will nevertheless come back.
~ Horace
What odds does it make to the man who lives within Nature's bounds, whether he ploughs a hundred acres or a thousand?
~ Horace