Ovid Sayings and Quotes

Below you will find our collection of inspirational, wise, and humorous old Ovid quotes, Ovid sayings, and Ovid proverbs, collected over the years from a variety of sources.'

Fortune and love favor the brave. Ovid
Those things that nature denied to human sight, she revealed to the eyes of the soul. Ovid
Rare is the virtue that's not ruled by Fortune, That stands unshaken even when Fortune flees. Ovid
First appearance deceives many. Ovid
Neglect of appearance becomes men. Ovid
Everyone's a millionaire where promises are concerned. Ovid
It is prudence that first forsakes the wretched. Ovid
Mad desire, when it has the most, longs for more. Ovid
Our native soil draws all of us, by I know not what sweetness, and never allows us to forget. Ovid
The punishment can be remitted; the crime is everlasting. Ovid
The mightiest rivers lose their force when split up into several streams. Ovid
That fair face will as years roll on lose its beauty, and old age will bring its wrinkles to the brow. Ovid
In our leisure we reveal what kind of people we are. Ovid
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. Ovid
Cunning leads to knavery. It is but a step from one to the other, and that very slippery. Only lying makes the difference; add that to cunning, and it is knavery. Ovid
It is something to hold the scepter with a firm hand. Ovid
Great talents, by the rust of long disuse, Grow lethargic and shrink from what they were. Ovid
A horse never runs so fast as when he has other horses to catch up and outpace. Ovid
Well has he lived who has lived well in obscurity. Ovid
The god we now behold with opened eyes, A herd of spotted panthers round him lies In glaring forms; the grapy clusters spread On his fair brows, and dangle on his head. Ovid
The sharp thorn often produces delicate roses. Ovid
Venus favors the bold. Ovid
A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man's brow. Ovid
Thou fool, what is sleep but the image of death? Fate will give an eternal rest. Ovid
Jealousy aims at the peaks; the winds storm the loftiest summits. Ovid
The sharp thorn often produces delicate roses. Ovid
Time, the devourer of everything. Ovid
Always have your hook baited, in the pool where least think it, there will be a fish. Ovid
Medicine sometimes snatches away health, sometimes gives it. Ovid
I incline to think that the elders [ maiores ] gave their own name to the month of May: they considered the interests of their own class. . . . No slight proof of the proposed honour is furnished by the next month, the month of June, which is named after young men [ juvenes ]. Ovid