Horace

Life gives nothing to man without labor.

A good and faithful judge ever prefers the honorable to the expedient.

It is your concern when your neighbor’s wall is on fire.

He has not lived badly whose birth and death has been unnoticed by the world.

Who then is free? The wise man who can command himself.

Usually the modest person passes for someone reserved, the silent for a sullen person.

In war as in life, it is often necessary when some cherished scheme has failed, to take up the best alternative open, and if so, it is folly not to work for it with all your might.

History is only the register of crimes and misfortunes.

It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?

A government that robs Peter to pay Paul can always depend on the support of Paul.

All men’s souls are immortal, but the souls of the righteous are immortal and divine.

When a man is just and firm in his purpose, the citizens burning to approve a wrong or the frowning looks of a tyrant. Do not shake his fixed mind, nor the Southwind. Wild lord of the uneasy Adriatic, nor the thunder in the mighty hand of Jove: Should the heavens crack and tumble down, as the ruins crushed him he would not fear.

It is not given to us to peer into the mysteries of the future. Still, I avow my hope and faith, sure and inviolate, that in the days to come the British and American peoples will for their own safety and for the good of all walk together side by side in majesty, in justice, and in peace.

Most people have never learned that one of the main aims in life is to enjoy it.

It is difficult, if not impossible, for most people to think otherwise than in the fashion of their own period.

Knowledge is of two kinds. We know a subject ourselves, or we know where we can find information upon it.

No folly is more costly than the folly of intolerant idealism.

No place affords a more striking conviction of the vanity of human hopes, than a public library.

Do that which is assigned to you and you cannot hope too much or dare too much.

The most fatal disease of friendship is gradual decay, or dislike hourly increased by causes too slender for complaint, and too numerous for removal.

Whatever the human law may be, neither an individual nor a nation can commit the least act of injustice against the obscurest individual without having to pay the penalty for it.