Ovid

The prayers of cowards fortune spurns.

He who would not be idle, let him fall in love.

Why should I go into details, we have nothing that is not perishable except what our hearts and our intellects endows us with.

In our leisure we reveal what kind of people we are.

How little you know about the age you live in if you think that honey is sweeter than cash in hand

Difficulty is what wakes up the genius.

Do not lay on the multitude the blame that is due to a few.

Man looks aloft, and with erected eyes Beholds his hereditary skies.

Our native soil draws all of us, by I know not what sweetness, and never allows us to forget.

Where belief is painful we are slow to believe.

It is hope which makes the shipwrecked sailor strike out with his arms in the midst of the sea, though no land is in sight.

Love fed fat soon turns to boredom.

The love of fame puts spurs to the mind

There is no excellency without difficulty.

You who seek an end of love, love yields to business: be busy, and you will be safe.

As long as you are lucky, you will have many friends; if cloudy times appear, you will be alone. -Donec eris felix, multos numerabis amicos; tempora si fuerint nubila, solus eris

Death is less bitter punishment than death's delay.

Envy assails the noblest: the winds howl around the highest peaks.

We always strive after what is forbidden, and desire the things refused us.

Fair Flora! Now attend thy sportful feast, _x000D_ _x000D_ Of which some days I with design have past; _x000D_ _x000D_ A part in April and a part in May _x000D_ _x000D_ Thou claim'st, and both command my tuneful lay; _x000D_ _x000D_ And as the confines of two months are thine _x000D_ _x000D_ To sing of both the double task be mine.

How little is the promise of the child fulfilled in the man.