“Tu ne quaesieris--scire nefas--quem mihi, quem tibi finem di dederint, Leuconoe, nec Babylonios temptaris numeros. Ut melius, quidquid erit, pati. . . . Spem longam reseces. Dum loquimur fugerit invida aetas. Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.”
“Ode 4.7Diffugere niues, redeunt iam gramina campis arboribus comae;mutat terra uices et decrescentia ripas flumina praetereunt;Gratia cum Nymphis geminisque sororibus audet ducere nuda chorus.Inmortalia ne speres, monet annus et almum quae rapit hora diem.Frigora mitescunt Zephyris, uer proterit aestas, interitura simul pomifer autumnus fruges effuderit, et mox bruma recurrit iners.Damna tamen celeres reparant caelestia lunae: non ubi decidimusquo pater Aeneas, quo diues Tullus et Ancus, puluis et umbra sumus.Quis scit an adiciant hodiernae crastina summae tempora di superi?Cuncta manus auidas fugient heredis, amico quae dederis animo. Cum semel occideris et de te splendida Minos fecerit arbitria,non, Torquate, genus, non te facundia, non te restituet pietas;infernis neque enim tenebris Diana pudicum liberat Hippolytum,nec Lethaea ualet Theseus abrumpere caro uincula Pirithoo.”
“I had rather seem mad and a sluggard, so that my defects are agreeable to myself, or that I am not pinfully conscious of them, than be wise, and chaptious.”
“Struggling to be brief I become obscure.”
“I shall not wholly die and a great part of me will escape the grave”
“Happy the man, and happy he alone,he who can call today his own:he who, secure within, can say,Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.Be fair or foul, or rain or shinethe joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.Not Heaven itself, upon the past has power,but what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.”