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
death dies
I shall not altogether die.
death dark way
Death's dark way Must needs be trodden once, however we pause.
death night path
One night awaits all, and death's path must be trodden once and for all.
death running law
Few cross the river of time and are able to reach non-being. Most of them run up and down only on this side of the river. But those who when they know the law follow the path of the law, they shall reach the other shore and go beyond the realm of death.
death art kings
Pale death knocks with impartial foot at poor men's hovels and king's palaces.
death kings men
Pale Death beats equally at the poor man's gate and at the palaces of kings.
death lasts limits
Death is the last limit of all things.
death matter boundaries
Death is the ultimate boundary of human matters.
death suicide cutting
He that cuts off twenty years of life Cuts off so many years of fearing death.
death night way
One night is awaiting us all, and the way of death must be trodden once. [Lat., Omnes una manet nox, Et calcanda semel via leti.]
death kings towers
Pale death, with impartial step, knocks at the hut of the poor and the towers of kings. [Lat., Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas Regumque turres.]
death sooner-or-later compelled
We are all compelled to take the same road; from the urn of death, shaken for all, sooner or later the lot must come forth. [Lat., Omnes eodem cogimur; omnium Versatur urna serius, ocius Sors exitura.]
death names
In the capacious urn of death, every name is shaken. [Lat., Omne capax movet urna nomen.]
death years lasts
Years, following years, steal something every day; At last they steal us from ourselves away.