Vixere fortes ante Agamemnona. Brave men were living before Agamemnon. Book IV, ode ix, line 25

We are but dust and shadow.

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."

As money grows, care follows it and the hunger for more.

Force without wisdom falls of its own weight.

If the world should break and fall on him, it would strike him fearless.

The man who is tenacious of purpose in a rightful cause is not shaken from his firm resolve by the frenzy of his fellow citizens clamoring for what is wrong, or by the tyrant's threatening countenance.

It is sweet and honorable to die for one's country.

Death takes the mean man with the proud; The fatal urn has room for all.

Ah, Postumus! they fleet away, our years, nor piety one hour can win from wrinkles and decay, and Death's indomitable power.

Whoever cultivates the golden mean avoids both the poverty of a hovel and the envy of a palace.

In adversity, remember to keep an even mind.

As we speak cruel time is fleeing. Seize the day, believing as little as possible in the morrow.

Now drown care in wine.

Tomorrow we will be back on the vast ocean.