Many heroes lived before Agamemnon; but all are unknown and unwept, extinguished in everlasting night, because they have no spirited chronicler. |
Mediocrity is not allowed to poets, either by the gods or man |
Mingle some brief folly with your wisdom. |
Mingle some brief folly with your wisdom. To forget it in due place is sweet. |
Mistakes are their own instructors |
Mix a little foolishness with your prudence: it's good to be silly at the right moment. (Odes, bk. 4, no. 12, l. 27) |
Mix a little foolishness with your serious plans; it's lovely to be silly at the right moment |
Money is a handmaiden if thou knowest how to use it; a mistress if thou knowest not |
Mountains will be in labour, and the birth will be an absurd little mouse. |
Musicians duet better |
My liver swells with bile difficult to repress. |
Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque recurret. [Though you drive Nature out with a pitchfork, she will still find her way back.] |
Neither men nor gods nor bookstalls have ever allowed poets to be mediocre. |
Never despair. |
No lot is in all respects happy. |