Maxioms by Horace (quintus Horatius Flaccus)
What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so
beloved?
[Lat., Quis desiderio read more
What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so
beloved?
[Lat., Quis desiderio sit pudor aut modus
Tam cari capitis?]
He who studies to imitate the poet Pindar, O Julius, relies on
artificial wings fastened on with wax, and read more
He who studies to imitate the poet Pindar, O Julius, relies on
artificial wings fastened on with wax, and is sure to give his
name to a glassy sea.
[Lat., Pindarum quisquis studet aemulari,
Iule ceratis ope Daedalea
Nititur pennis, vitreo daturus
Nomina ponto.]
There are calumnies against which even innocence loses courage.
There are calumnies against which even innocence loses courage.
One goes to the right, the other to the left; both are wrong, but
in different directions.
[Lat., read more
One goes to the right, the other to the left; both are wrong, but
in different directions.
[Lat., Ille sinistrorsum hic dexrorsum abit, unus utrique
Error, sed variis illudit partibus.]
Wherever the storm carries me, I go a willing guest.
[Lat., Quo me cumque rapit tempestas deferor hospes.]
Wherever the storm carries me, I go a willing guest.
[Lat., Quo me cumque rapit tempestas deferor hospes.]
