Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)

If I smile at the strong perfumes of the silly Rufillus must I be
regarded as envious and ill-natured?
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If I smile at the strong perfumes of the silly Rufillus must I be
regarded as envious and ill-natured?
[Lat., Ego si risi quod ineptus
Pastillos Rufillus olet, Gargonius hircum, lividus et mordax
videar?]

Humble things become the humble.
[Lat., Parvum parva decent.]

Humble things become the humble.
[Lat., Parvum parva decent.]

Cease to inquire what the future has in store, and to take as a
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Cease to inquire what the future has in store, and to take as a
gift whatever the day brings forth.
[Lat., Quid sit futurum cras, fuge quaerere: et
Quem Fors dierum cunque dabit, lucro
Appone.]

Leuconoe, close the book of fate,
For troubles are in store,
. . . .
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Leuconoe, close the book of fate,
For troubles are in store,
. . . .
Live today, tomorrow is not.

Who then is sane? He who is not a fool.
[Lat., Quisnam igitur sanus? Qui non stultus.]

Who then is sane? He who is not a fool.
[Lat., Quisnam igitur sanus? Qui non stultus.]