Best 30 quotes of Aulus Persius Flaccus on MyQuotes

Bad advice is often most fatal to the adviser.

Check disease in its approach.

Confined to common life thy numbers flow, And neither soar too high nor sink too low; There strength and ease in graceful union meet, Though polished, subtle, and though poignant, sweet; Yet powerful to abash the from of crime And crimson error's cheek with sportive rhyme. [Lat., Verba togae sequeris, junctura callidus acri, Ore teres modico, pallentes radere mores Doctus, et ingenuo culpam defigere ludo.]

Each man has his own desires; all do not possess the same inclinations.

For Yesterday was once To-morrow.

He conquers who endures.

He who conquers, endures.

Hunger is the teacher of the arts and the bestower of invention. -Magister artis ingenique largitor Venter

I know you even under the skin.

Indulge, and to thy genius freely give, For not to live at ease is not to live.

Is any man free except the one who can pass his life as he pleases?

It is pleasing to be pointed at with the finger and to have it said, "There goes the man." [Lat., At pulchrum est digito monstrari et dicier his est.]

Let them (the wicked) see the beauty of virtue, and pine at having forsaken her. [Lat., Virtutem videant, intabescantque relicta.]

Lives there the man with soul so dead as to disown the wish to merit the people's applause, and having uttered words worthy to be kept in cedar oil to latest times, to leave behind him rhymes that dread neither herrings nor frankincense.

Nothing can be born of nothing; nothing can be resolved into nothing.

Oh, the cares of men! how much emptiness there is in human concerns!

O natal star, thou producest twins of widely different character. [Lat., Geminos, horoscope, varo Producis genio.]

Our life is our own to-day, to-morrow you will be dust, a shade, and a tale that is told. Live mindful of death; the hour flies.

Please not thyself the flattering crowd to hear; 'Tis fulsome stuff, to please thy itching ear. Survey thy soul, not what thou does appear, But what thou art.

Quantum est in rebus inane! How much folly there is in human affairs.

Retire within thyself, and thou will discover how small a stock is there. [Lat., Tecum habita, et noris quam sit tibi curta supellex.]

That no one, no one at all, should try to search into himself! But the wallet of the person in front is carefully kept in view. [Lat., Ut nemo in sese tentat descendere, nemo! Sed praecedenti spectatur mantica tergo.]

The belly (i.e. necessity) is the teacher of art and the liberal bestower of wit.

The belly is the giver of genius.

The man who wishes to bend me with his tale of woe must shed true tears - not tears that have been got ready overnight.

The stomach is the teacher of the arts and the dispenser of invention.

Things fit only to give weight to smoke.

Thou art moist and soft clay; thou must instantly be shaped by the glowing wheel. [Lat., Udum et molle lutum es: nunc, nunc properandus et acri Fingendus sine fine rota.]

We consume our tomorrows fretting about our yesterdays.

You follow words of the toga (language of the cultivated class). [Lat., Verba togae sequeris.]