Horace
Horace
Quintus Horatius Flaccus, known in the English-speaking world as Horace, was the leading Roman lyric poet during the time of Augustus. The rhetorician Quintilian regarded his Odes as just about the only Latin lyrics worth reading: "He can be lofty sometimes, yet he is also full of charm and grace, versatile in his figures, and felicitously daring in his choice of words."...
NationalityRoman
ProfessionPoet
country growing-up men
Go West, young man, go West and grow up with the country.
long kitchen resources
No amount of preaching, exhortation, sympathy, benevolence, will render the condition of our working women what it should be, so long as the kitchen and needle are substantially their only resources.
stupidity no-friends want
Stupidity has no friends, and wants none.
rumor world nine
Nine-tenths of the world is entertained by scandalous rumors, which are never dissected until they are dead and, when pricked, collapse like an empty bladder.
vocabulary
The word "rest" is not in my vocabulary.
sports mean eye
Relaxation is a physical and moral necessity. Animals, even to the simplest and dullest, have their games, their sports, their diversions. The toil-worn artisan, stooping and straining over his daily task, which taxes eye and brain and limb, ought to have opportunity and means for an hour or two of relaxation after that task is concluded.
men west world
If any young man is about to commence the world, we say to him, publicly and privately, Go to the West
men white-man age
A widow of doubtful age will marry almost any sort of a white man.
progress ink newspapers
Printer's ink is the great apostle of progress, whose pulpit is the press.
country cities crowds
Do not lounge in the cities! There is room & health in the country, away from the crowds of idlers & imbeciles. Go west, before you are fitted for no life but that of the factory.
running free-thought seeds
There is no bigotry like that of "free thought" run to seed.
trouble
Money is more trouble than it is worth.
crazy sleep sick
I am too sick to be out of bed, too crazy to sleep, and am surrounded by horrors.
brain idle deficiency
Where Labor stands idle ... there is a demonstrated deficiency, not of Capital, but of brains.