Horace

Refrain from asking what going to happen tomorrow, and everyday that fortune grants you, count as gain.

Live as brave men and face adversity with stout hearts.

We are just statistics, born to consume resources.

In peace, as a wise man, he should make suitable preparation for war.

Life grants nothing to us mortals without hard work.

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

In all evils which admits a remedy, impatience should be avoided, because it wastes the time and attention in complaints which, if properly applied, might remove the cause.

Of the blessings set before you make your choice, and be content.

Claret is the liquor for boys; port for men; but he who aspires to be a hero must drink brandy.

The quieter you become, you more you are able to hear.

A Native American elder once described his own inner struggles in this manner: Inside of me there are two dogs. One of the dogs is mean and evil. The other dog is good. The mean dog fights the good dog all the time. When asked which dog wins, he reflected for a moment and replied, The one I feed the most. On Other Peoples Expectations: The only man who behaved sensibly was my tailor; he took my measurement anew every time he saw me, while all the rest went on with their old measurements and expected them to fit me.

Wisdom is like electricity. There is no permanently wise man, but men capable of wisdom, who, being put into certain company, or other favorable conditions, become wise for a short time, as glasses rubbed acquire electric power for a while.

Life contains but two tragedies. One is not to get your heart’s desire; the other is to get it.

Life is like playing a violin solo in public and learning the instrument as one goes on.

Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.

It is proved…that things cannot be other than they are, for since everything was made for a purpose, it follows that everything is made for the best purpose.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the British Empire and Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, This was their finest hour.

In the long run, men hit only what they aim at. Therefore, they had better aim at something high.

You sold me a dream and it shattered. I didn’t know how to put it back together again. So instead, I’m lovingly gluing those fragments anew with seams of gold, creating a vibrant new dream, rendering the broken strong and more than ever, breathtakingly beautiful.

To regret deeply is to live afresh.