Horace, full name Quintus Horatius Flaccus

Wisdom is not wisdom when it is derived from books alone.

While we're talking, envious time is fleeing: seize the day, put no trust in the future.

Whatever advice you give, be short.

To marvel at nothing is just about the one and only thing, Numicius, that can make a man happy and keep him that way.

Those who want much are always much in need.

The man who is just and resolute will not be moved from his settled purpose, either by the misdirected rage of his fellow citizens, or by the threats of an imperious tyrant.

Subdue your passion or it will subdue you.

Seize the day, put no trust in tomorrow.

Nothing's beautiful from every point of view.

Not bound to swear allegiance to any master, wherever the wind takes me I travel as a visitor.

Make a good use of the present.

Life is short, should hope be more? IN the moment of our talking, envious time has ebb’d away. Seize the present, trust tomorrow e’en as little as you may.

He will through life be master of himself and a happy man who from day to day can have said, “I have lived”: tomorrow the Father may fill the sky with black clouds or with cloudless sunshine.

He who postpones the hour of living is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he crosses.

He has half the deed done who has made a beginning.

Great effort is required to arrest decay and restore vigor. One must exercise proper deliberation, plan carefully before making a move, and be alert in guarding against relapse following a renaissance.

Don't think, just do.

Clogged with yesterday's excess, the body drags the mind down with it.

Cease to inquire what the future has in store, and take as a gift whatever the day brings forth.

Adversity reveals genius, prosperity conceals it.

Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents, which in prosperous circumstances would have lain dormant.

A word once uttered can never be recalled.

A good and faithful judge ever prefers the honorable to the expedient.

A stomach that is seldom empty despises common food.

Nothing is too high for the daring of mortals: we storm heaven itself in our folly.