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Years, following years, steal something every day; At last they steal us from ourselves away.
Horace
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Interpretation

What this quote means

Time gradually takes away our essence and identity, leading to a loss of self.

This quote by Horace reflects on the inevitable passage of time and its impact on our identities. The phrase suggests that as years go by, they cause a gradual erosion of who we are, ultimately leading to a disconnection from our true selves. It serves as a reminder to cherish our identity and experiences while we still can.

Themes

TimeIdentityLossSelfReflection

In practice

Example use cases

In a speech about the importance of self-care, one could use this quote to emphasize the need to embrace who we are.

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