What did Ovid mean by: Today is truly the Golden Age: gold buys hornor, gold procures love - Ovid Poet · Italy Copy
+ There is a deity within us who breathes that divine fire by which we are animated. Explain Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Fire, Motivational, Spiritual Life, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ The mind alone can not be exiled. [Lat., Mens sola loco non exulat.] Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Can Not, Mind, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ There is no such thing as pure, unalloyed pleasure; some bitter ever mingles with the sweet. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Bitter, Pleasure, Sweet, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ That pleasure which can be safely indulged in is the least inviting. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Pleasure, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ If you give up your quiet life, the bow of Cupid will lose its power. Explain Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Bows, Giving Up, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
+ If the subject’s easy we may all be wise; What stands unfirm, the smallest force overthrows. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Wisdom, Wise, 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
+ Bear and endure: This sorrow will one day prove to be for your good. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Ovid, Good Day, One Day, Sorrow, 0 - Ovid Poet · Italy
We hope to grow old and we dread old age; that is to say, we love life and we flee from death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
When we are young we lay up for old age; when we are old we save for death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The fear of old age disturbs us, yet we are not certain of becoming old. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Every artist, as child of his age, is impelled to express the spirit of his age. - Wassily Kandinsky Painter · Russia
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
A painter can turn pennies into gold, for all subjects are capable of being transformed into poems. - Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
