Ovid quotes - page 3

We two are to ourselves a crowd. (Ovid)
We can learn even from our enemies. View quote
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It's a kindness that the mind can go where it wishes. View quote
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Love is the force that leaves you colorless. View quote
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Thus I am not able to exist either with you or without you; and I seem not to know my own wishes. View quote
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I flee who chases me and chase who flees me. View quote
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Eurydice, dying now a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had been loved? View quote
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God himself helps those who dare. View quote
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As wave is driven by wave And each, pursued, pursues the wave ahead, So time flies on and follows, flies, and follows, Always, for ever and new. What was before Is left behind; what never was is now; And every passing moment is renewed. View quote
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Dripping water hollows out stone, not through force but through persistence. View quote
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I grabbed a pile of dust, and holding it up, foolishly asked for as many birthdays as the grains of dust, I forgot to ask that they be years of youth. (Ovid)
Fas est ab hoste doceri. One should learn even from one's enemies. View quote
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Anything cracked will shatter at a touch. View quote
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I am dragged along by a strange new force. Desire and reason are pulling in different directions. I see the right way and approve it, but follow the wrong. View quote
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Someday this pain will be useful to you. View quote
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Let love steal in disguised as friendship. View quote
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So long as you are secure you will count many friends; if your life becomes clouded you will be alone. View quote
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Who is allowed to sin, sins less. View quote
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Well doth he live who lives retired, and keeps His wants within the limit of his means. View quote
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Either don't try at all or make damned sure you succeed. View quote
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They come to see; they come that they themselves may be seen. (Ovid)
And it is a smaller thing to suffer the punishment than to have deserved it. View quote
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A field becomes exhausted by constant tillage. View quote
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We're slow to believe what wounds us. View quote
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Thus all things are but altered, nothing dies. View quote
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