Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)

Were it not for imagination, sir, a man would be as happy in the
arms of a chambermaid as read more

Were it not for imagination, sir, a man would be as happy in the
arms of a chambermaid as of a duchess.

I am frightened at seeing all the footprints directed towards thy
den, and none returning.
[Lat., Quia ne read more

I am frightened at seeing all the footprints directed towards thy
den, and none returning.
[Lat., Quia ne vestigia terrent
Omnia te adversum spectantia, nulla retrosum.]

Nothing is too high for the daring of mortals: we would storm
heaven itself in our folly.
[Lat., read more

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.]

To pile Pelion upon Olympus.
[Lat., Pelion imposuisse Olympo.]

To pile Pelion upon Olympus.
[Lat., Pelion imposuisse Olympo.]

Naked I seek the camp of those who desire nothing.
[Lat., Nil cupientium
Nudus castra peti.]

Naked I seek the camp of those who desire nothing.
[Lat., Nil cupientium
Nudus castra peti.]