Horace

The pen is the tongue of the mind.

The secret of all good writing is sound judgment.

He has the deed half done who has made a beginning.

Only a stomach that rarely feels hungry scorns common things.

My liver swells with bile difficult to repress.

A heart well prepared for adversity in bad times hopes, and in good times fears for a change in fortune.

People sleep, and when they die they wake.

A man is what he thinks about all day long.

The empires of the future are the empires of the mind.

Hitch your wagon to a star. Let us not fag in paltry works which serve our pot and bag alone.

Nothing astonishes people so much as common sense and plain dealing.

The compensations of calamity are made apparent to the understanding also, after long intervals of time. A fever, a mutilation, a cruel disappointment, a loss of wealth, a loss of friends, seems at the moment unpaid loss, and unpayable. But the sure years reveal the deep remedial force that underlies all facts.

When I was praised I lost my time, for instantly I turned around to look at the work I had thought slightly of, and that day I made nothing new.

God enters by a private door into every individual.

Our houses are such unwieldy property that we are often imprisoned rather than housed by them.

None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm

In nature nothing can be given. All things are sold.

To every disadvantage there is a corresponding advantage.

The radical invents the views. When he has worn them out, the conservative adopts them.

Can you really explain to a fish what it’s like to walk on land? One day on land is worth a thousand years of talking about it, and one day running a business has exactly the same kind of value.

Money and time are the heaviest burdens of life, and the unhappiest of all mortals are those who have more of either than they know how to use.