What did Ovid mean by: Knowest thou not that kings have long hands? [Lat., An nescis longos regibus esse manus?] - Ovid Poet · Italy Copy
+ Lente, lente currite, noctis equi. Translation: Run slowly, slowly, horses of the night. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Horse, Night, Running, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ He who sins easily, sins less. The very power Renders less vigorous the roots of evil. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Evil, Roots, Sin, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ Honesty, by evil fortune tried, Finds in adversity the seed of praise. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Adversity, Evil, Honesty, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ Nothing is more useful to man that those arts which have no utility. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Art, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ We covet what is guarded; the very care invokes the thief. Few love what they may have. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Care, Thieves, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ There is some joy in weeping. For our tears Fill up the cup, then wash our pain away. Explain Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Joy, Pain, Sorrow, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ Great talents, by the rust of long disuse, Grow lethargic and shrink from what they were. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Rust, Talent, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ Heaven rewards the pious; those who cherish the gods Themselves are cherished. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Cherish, Heaven, Rewards, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
The heart desires, the hand refrains. The Godhead fires, the soul attains. - William Morris Designer · England
Art is the right hand of Nature. The latter has only given us being, the former has made us men. - Friedrich Schiller Playwright · Germany
Where the spirit does not work with the hand, there is no art. Explain - Leonardo da Vinci Painter · Italy
I don’t like having too many projects in the pipeline. I like to focus on what’s at hand. - Jean Dujardin Actor · France
I would like the last of the kings to be strangled by the guts of the last priest. - Jean Meslier Priest · France