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The lamp burns bright when wick and oil are clean.

Ovid

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Ovid
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Publius Ovidius Naso
P. Ovidius Naso
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Time itself flows on with constant motion, just like a river: for no more than a river can the fleeting hour stand still. As wave is driven on by wave, and, itself pursued, pursues the one before, so the moments of time at once flee and follow, and are ever new.
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Dripping water hollows out a stone
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You start in April and cross to the time of May One has you as it leaves, one as it comes Since the edges of these months are yours and defer To you, either of them suits your praises. The Circus continues and the theatre's lauded palm, Let this song, too, join the Circus spectacle.
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The least strength suffices to break what is bruised.
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It is the mind that makes the man, and our vigour is in our immortal soul.
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A ruler should be slow to punish and swift to reward.
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Whether they yield or refuse, it delights women to have been asked.
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What is now reason was formerly impulse or instinct.
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Birth and ancestry, and that which we have not ourselves achieved, we can scarcely call our own.
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The love of glory gives an immense stimulus.
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Skill makes love unending.
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The glow of inspiration warms us it is a holy rapture.
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Rare is the virtue that's not ruled by Fortune, That stands unshaken even when Fortune flees.
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Envy feeds on the living. It ceases when they are dead.
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Treat a thousand dispositions in a thousand ways.
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Courage conquers all things.
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Fools laugh at the Latin language. -Rident stolidi verba Latina
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Envy feeds on the living, after death it rests, then the honor of a man protects him.
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The workmanship was better than the subject matter.
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Ah me! how easy it is (how much all have experienced it) to indulge in brave words in another person's trouble. [Lat., Hei mihi, quam facile est (quamvis hic contigit omnes), Alterius lucta fortia verba loqui!]
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