Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)

Nothing is too high for the daring of mortals: we would storm
heaven itself in our folly.
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Nothing is too high for the daring of mortals: we would storm
heaven itself in our folly.
[Lat., Nil mortalibus arduum est:
Coelum ipsum petimus stultitia.]

Never inquire into another man's secret; bur conceal that which
is intrusted to you, though pressed both be wine read more

Never inquire into another man's secret; bur conceal that which
is intrusted to you, though pressed both be wine and anger to
reveal it.
[Lat., Arcanum neque tu scrutaveris ullius unquam, commissumve
teges et vino tortus et ira.]

Whom has not the inspiring bowl made eloquent?
[Lat., Foecundi calices quem non fecere disertum.]

Whom has not the inspiring bowl made eloquent?
[Lat., Foecundi calices quem non fecere disertum.]

As a neighboring funeral terrifies sick misers, and fear obliges
them to have some regard for themselves; so, the read more

As a neighboring funeral terrifies sick misers, and fear obliges
them to have some regard for themselves; so, the disgrace of
others will often deter tender minds from vice.
[Lat., Avidos vicinum funus ut aegros
Exanimat, mortisque metu sibi parcere cogit;
Sic teneros animos aliena opprobria saepe
Absterrent vitiis.]

The trainer trains the docile horse to turn, with his sensitive
neck, whichever way the rider indicates.
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The trainer trains the docile horse to turn, with his sensitive
neck, whichever way the rider indicates.
[Lat., Fingit equum tenera docilem cervice magister
Ire viam qua monstret eques.]