Maxioms by Horace (quintus Horatius Flaccus)
Mad in the judgment of the mob, sane, perhaps, in yours.
[Lat., Demens
Judicio vulgi, sanus fortasse read more
Mad in the judgment of the mob, sane, perhaps, in yours.
[Lat., Demens
Judicio vulgi, sanus fortasse tuo.]
Be this thy brazen bulwark, to keep a clear conscience, and never
turn pale with guilt.
[Lat., Hic read more
Be this thy brazen bulwark, to keep a clear conscience, and never
turn pale with guilt.
[Lat., Hic murus aeneus esto,
Nil conscire sibi, nulla pallescere culpa.]
Those who seek for much are left in want of much. Happy is he to
whom God has given, read more
Those who seek for much are left in want of much. Happy is he to
whom God has given, with sparing hand, as much as is enough.
[Lat., Multa petentibus
Desunt multa.
Bene est, cui Deus obtulit
Parca, quod satis est manu.]
What will this boaster produce worthy of this mouthing? The
mountains are in labor; a ridiculous mouse will be read more
What will this boaster produce worthy of this mouthing? The
mountains are in labor; a ridiculous mouse will be born.
[Lat., Quid dignum tanto feret hic promissor hiatu?
Parturiunt montes; nascetur ridiculus mus.]
Plant no other tree before the vine.
[Lat., Nullam vare, sacra vite prius arborem.]
Plant no other tree before the vine.
[Lat., Nullam vare, sacra vite prius arborem.]