Quintus Horatius Flaccus, known in the English-speaking world as Horace, was the leading Roman lyric poet during the time of Augustus.
Born: December 8, 65 BC, Venosa, Italy
Died: November 27, 8 BC, Rome, Italy
Rule your mind or it will rule you.
Seize the day, and put the least possible trust in tomorrow.
Your own safety is at stake when your neighbor’s wall is ablaze.
Once a word has been allowed to escape, it cannot be recalled.
The pen is the tongue of the mind.
Mix a little foolishness with your serious plans. It is lovely to be silly at the right moment.
It is courage, courage, courage, that raises the blood of life to crimson splendor. Live bravely and present a brave front to adversity.
We rarely find anyone who can say he has lived a happy life, and who, content with his life, can retire from the world like a satisfied guest.
The lofty pine is oftenest shaken by the winds; High towers fall with a heavier crash; And the lightning strikes the highest mountain.
Anger is a brief madness.
In love there are two evils: war and peace.
Wisdom is not wisdom when it is derived from books alone.
He will always be a slave who does not know how to live upon a little.
Whatever advice you give, be brief.
He who postpones the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he crosses.
In peace, as a wise man, he should make suitable preparation for war.
Faults are soon copied.
What you have not published, you can destroy. The word once sent forth can never be recalled.
Clogged with yesterday’s excess, the body drags the mind down with it.
Humour is often stronger and more effective than sharpness in cutting knotty issues.
If you would have me weep, you must first of all feel grief yourself.
