Horace

Believe that each day that shines on you is your last.

How great, my friends, is the virtue of living upon a little!

You may drive out nature with a pitchfork, yet she’ll be constantly running back.

We are often deterred from crime by the disgrace of others.

Money is a handmaiden, if thou knowest how to use it; a mistress, if thou knowest not.

Help a man against his will and you do the same as murder him.

By avarice and selfishness, and a groveling habit, from which none of us is free, of regarding the soil as property, or the means of acquiring property chiefly, the landscape is deformed, husbandry is degraded with us, and the farmer leads the meanest of lives. He knows Nature but as a robber.

Nature has always had more force than education.

Only the traveling is good which reveals to me the value of home and enables me to enjoy it better.

Censorship ends in logical completeness when nobody is allowed to read any books except the books that nobody reads.

Nothing is pleasant that is not spiced with variety.

Knowledge comes by eyes always open and working hands; and there is no knowledge that is not power.

Fear defeats more people than any other one thing in the world.

I believe that what so saddens the reformer is not his sympathy with his fellows in distress, but, though he be the holiest son of God, is his private ail. Let this be righted, let the spring come to him, the morning rise over his couch, and he will forsake his generous companions without apology.

Where grief is fresh, any attempt to divert it only irritates.

Nothing is more important than reconnecting with your bliss. Nothing is as rich. Nothing is more real.

That which we persist in doing becomes easier to do, not that the nature of the thing has changed but that our power to do has increased.

I have never found a companion that was so companionable as solitude. We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men than when we stay in our chambers. A man thinking or working is always alone, let him be where he will.

Errors look so very ugly in persons of small means – one feels they are taking quite a liberty in going astray; whereas people of fortune may naturally indulge in a few delinquencies.

Life is a succession of lessons which must be lived to be understood.

We do not quite forgive a giver. The hand that feeds us is in some danger of being bitten.