Quotes from Ovid

The wit of man has devised cruel statutes, And nature oft permits what is by law forbid.

Thy destiny is only that of man, but thy aspirations may be those of a god.

Heavens! what thick darkness pervades the minds of men. [Lat., Pro superi! quantum mortalia pectora caecae, Noctis habent.]

Riches too increase, and the maddening craving for gold, So that men ever seek for more, that they may have the most.

There is a good deal in a man's mode of eating.

The more highminded a man is the more easily is his anger appeased.

O ye gods! what thick encircling darkness blinds the minds of men!

The glow of inspiration warms us; this holy rapture springs from the seeds of the Divine mind sown in man.

Man looks aloft, and with erected eyes Beholds his hereditary skies.

To be thoroughly imbued, with the liberal arts refines the manners, and makes men to be mild and gentle in their conduct.

Here Jove with Hermes came; but in disguise Of mortal men conceal'd their deities; One laid aside his thunder, one his rod

There are as many characters in men As there are shapes in nature.

No man provokes me with impunity.

It is the mind that makes the man, and our vigour is in our immortal soul.

The earth yields up her stores, of every ill The instigators; iron, foe to man, And gold, than iron deadlier.

The applause and the favour of our fellow-men Fan even a spark of genius to a flame.

Tis on the living Envy feeds. She silent grows When, after death, man's honor is his guard. So I, when on the pyre consumed I lie, Shall live, for all that's noblest will survive.

Man's last day must ever be awaited and none to be counted happy until his death, until his last funeral rites are paid.

Money nowadays is money; money brings office; money gains friends; everywhere the poor man is down. [Lat., In pretio pretium nunc est; dat census honores, Census amicitias; pauper ubique jacet.]

It is the poor man who'll ever count his flock.

Those dreams are true which we have in the morning, as the lamp begins to flicker. [Lat., Namque sub Aurora jam dormitante lucerna Sommia quo cerni tempore vera solent.]

Niobe would have been called most blessed of mothers, had she not seemed so herself.

A horse never runs so fast as when he has other horses to catch up and outpace.

Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.