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The envious man grows lean at the success of his neighbor.
Horace
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The envious man grows lean at the success of his neighbor.
Horace
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It is no great art to say something briefly when, like Tacitus, one has something to say; when one has nothing to say, however, and none the less writes a whole book and makes truth into a liar – that I call an achievement.
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Don’t think, just do.
Horace
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A picture is a poem without words.
Horace
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