Horace

He will be loved when dead, who was envied when he was living.

Anger is a brief lunacy.

Pale death with an impartial foot knocks at the hovels of the poor and the palaces of king.

The one who prosperity takes too much delight in will be the most shocked by reverses.

The envious man grows lean at the success of his neighbor.

Subdue your passion or it will subdue you.

Thought is the sculptor who can create the person you want to be.

What do sad complaints avail if the offense is not cut down by punishment.

People sleep, and when they die they wake.

We are eager to tunnel under the Atlantic and bring the Old World some weeks nearer to the New; but perchance the first news that will leak through into the broad, flapping American ear will be that the Princess Adelaide has the whooping cough.

Winners never quit and quitters never win.

Think for yourselves and let others enjoy the privilege to do so, too.

We women are always in danger of living too exclusively in the affections; and though our affections are perhaps the best gifts we have, we ought also to have our share of the more independent life — some joy in things for their own sake. It is piteous to see the helplessness of some sweet women when their affections are disappointed — because all their teaching has been, that they can only delight in study of any kind for the sake of a personal love. They have never contemplated an independent delight in ideas as an experience which they could confess without being laughed at. Yet surely women need this defense against passionate affliction even more than men.

All men make mistakes, but only wise men learn from their mistakes.

The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large mattertis the difference between the lightning-bug and the lightning.

This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we but know what to do with it.

There are always difficulties arising that tempt you to believe your critics are right.

As for doing good; that is one of the professions which is full. Moreover I have tried it fairly and, strange as it may seem, am satisfied that it does not agree with my constitution.

If you have only one smile in you give it to the people you love.

You are going to let the fear of poverty govern you life and your reward will be that you will eat, but you will not live.

Every hero becomes a bore at last.