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
war two people
We are not one people. We are two peoples. We are a people for Freedom and a people for Slavery. Between the two, conflict is inevitable.
inspirational life money
The darkest hour in any man's life is when he sits down to plan how to get money without earning it.
country men imbeciles
Go West, young man, go West. There is health in the country, and room away from our crowds of idlers and imbeciles.
historical liberty noble
While boasting of our noble deeds we're careful to conceal the ugly fact that by an iniquitous money system we have nationalized a system of oppression which, though more refined, is not less cruel than the old system of chattel slavery.
common-sense common uncommon
Common sense is very uncommon.
bible reading biblical
It is impossible to enslave, mentally or socially, a bible-reading people. The principles of the bible are the groundwork of human freedom.
wisdom character wings
Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, and riches take wings. Only one thing endures and that is character.
men effort style
I look upon paradoxes as the impotent efforts of men who, not having capacity to draw attention and celebrity from good sense, fly to eccentricities to make themselves noted.
beautiful regret wrinkles
Defaced ruins of architecture and statuary, like the wrinkles of decrepitude of a once beautiful woman, only make one regret that one did not see them when they were enchanting.
scotch void humour
The whole [Scotch] nation hitherto has been void of wit and humour, and even incapable of relishing it.
rap axes crooks
I sit with my toes in a brook, And if any one axes forwhy? I hits them a rap with my crook, For 'tis sentiment does it, says I.
song littles doe
A careless song, with a little nonsense in it now and then, does not mis-become a monarch.
mystery blockheads
Mystery is the wisdom of blockheads.
vices virtue lost
Virtue knows to a farthing what it has lost by not having been vice.