Horace

I shall strike the stars with my unlifted head.

Many heroes lived before Agamemnon; but all are unknown and unwept, extinguished in everlasting night, because they have no spirited chronicler.

He tosses aside his paint-pots and his words a foot and a half long.

They change their climate, not their soul, who rush across the sea.

The power of daring anything their fancy suggest, as always been conceded to the painter and the poet.

You must avoid sloth, that wicked siren.

That things are changed, and that nothing really perishes, and that the sum of matter remains exactly the same, is sufficiently certain.

The squirrel that you kill in jest, dies in earnest.

In every great time there is some one idea at work which is more powerful than any other, and which shapes the events of the time and determines their ultimate issues.

How can what an Englishman believes be hearsay? It is a contradiction in terms.

True, there are architects so called in this country, and I have heard of one at least possessed with the idea of making architectural ornaments have a core of truth, a necessity, and hence a beauty, as if it were a revelation to him. All very well perhaps from his point of view, but only a little better than the common dilettantism.

To be, or not to be; that is the bare bodkin That makes calamity of so long life;

Life isn’t as serious as the mind makes it out to be.

In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.

Youth is wasted on the young.

Great feelings will often take the aspect of error, and great faith the aspect of illusion.

Between his consciousness and events stood always that impenetrable medium – indifference.

Every man passes his life in the search after friendship.

The English never draw a line without blurring it.

Disease generally begins that equality which death completes.

Patron: One who countenances, supports or protects. Commonly a wretch who supports with insolence, and is paid with flattery.