I am above being injured by fortune, though she steals away much, more will remain with me. The blessing I now enjoy transcend fear. Ovid More Quotes by Ovid More Quotes From Ovid Envy depreciates the genius of the great Homer. Ovid depreciate envy genius Those presents are the most acceptable which are enhanced by our regard for the donor. Ovid donors regard acceptable Wherever I look there is nothing but the image of death. Ovid death looks Some wounds grow worse beneath the surgeon's hand; Ovid restraint grows hands Our advantages fly away without aid. Pluck the flower. Ovid fly-away flower opportunity We are charmed by neatness: Let not your hair be out of order. Ovid charmed hair order It is ill to marry in the month of May. Ovid marriage months may You will be safest in the middle. Ovid middle The end doesn't justify the means. Ovid ends inspirational mean Rest strengthens the body, the mind too is thus supported; but unremitting toil destroys both. Ovid toil body mind Happy the man who can count his sufferings. Ovid he-man suffering men God himself helps those who dare. Ovid self-help dare helping We are slow to believe that which if believed would hurt our feelings. Ovid hurt feelings believe It is hope which makes the shipwrecked sailor strike out with his arms in the midst of the sea, though no land is in sight. Ovid land sight sea The good of other times let people state; I think it lucky I was born so late. Ovid time past thinking Remove but the temptations of leisure, and the bow of Cupid will lose its effect. Ovid leisure bows temptation Adde, quod ingénues didicisse fideliter artes Emollit mores, nec sinit esse fervos. To be instructed in the arts, softens the manners and makes men gentle. Ovid teaching men art It is a pleasure appropriate to man, for him to save a fellow-man, and gratitude is acquired in no better way. Ovid gratitude fellow-man men The raven once in snowy plumes was drest, Ovid swans ravens white Ere land and sea and the all-covering sky Were made, in the whole world the countenance Of nature was the same, all one, well named Chaos, a raw and undivided mass, Naught but a lifeless bulk, with warring seeds Of ill-joined elements compressed together. Ovid nature sea science
