Horace

I shall strike the stars with my unlifted head.

The pen is the tongue of the mind.

Poets wish to profit or to please.

It is the false shame of fools to try to conceal wounds that have not healed.

You must avoid sloth, that wicked siren.

Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects your soul you postpone the cure until next year?

Nowadays the host does not admit you to his hearth, but has got the mason to build one for yourself somewhere in his alley, and hospitality is the art of keeping you at the greatest distance.

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.

The secret of change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new.

My reputation grows with every failure.

Philosophers make imaginary laws for imaginary commonwealths, and their discourses are as the stars, which give little light because they are so high.

What is called genius is the abundance of life and health.

We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give.

My life is a struggle.

No two men can be half an hour together but one shall acquire an evident superiority over the other.

Life is what happens to you when you’re busy making other plans.

Power doesn’t corrupt people; people corrupt power.

A man’s style is his mind’s voice. Wooden minds, wooden voices.

A lot of power and bravery is practice. And some of that is taking the risk to try and be at the table. And then when you’re at the table, taking that first risk to open your mouth and risk being rejected.

To choose time is to save time.

In art, the hand can never execute anything higher than the heart can imagine.