Ovid
Ovid
Publius Ovidius Naso, known as Ovid in the English-speaking world, was a Roman poet who lived during the reign of Augustus. He was a contemporary of the older Virgil and Horace with whom he is often ranked as one of the three canonical poets of Latin literature. The Imperial scholar Quintilian considered him the last of the Latin love elegists. He enjoyed enormous popularity, but, in one of the mysteries of literary history, he was sent by Augustus into exile...
NationalityRoman
ProfessionPoet
sweet bitter pleasure
There is no such thing as pure, unalloyed pleasure; some bitter ever mingles with the sweet.
sweet mind novelty
And I will capture your minds with sweet novelty. [Lat., Dulcique animos novitate tenebo.]
sweet water pleasure
In sweet water there is a pleasure ungrudged by anyone.
sweet medicine bears
We do not bear sweets; we are recruited by a bitter potion.
sweet writing lovers
Constant Penelope sends to thee, careless Ulysses. Write not again, but come, sweet mate
soil forget sweetness
Our native soil draws all of us, by I know not what sweetness, and never allows us to forget.
sweet poison honey
Deadly poisons are concealed under sweet honey.
night ugly woman
At night there is no such thing as an ugly woman
borne
The burden which is well borne becomes light.
whether women
Whether they give or refuse, it delights women just the same to have been asked.
believe
He who can believe himself well, will be well.
darkness fault hid night woman
Blemishes are hid by night and every fault forgiven; darkness makes any woman fair.
anger becomes belongs fair ferocious peace
Fair peace becomes men; ferocious anger belongs to beasts.
death frown sneer worried
A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man's brow.