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Born in April 10, 1898 / Died in March 11, 1982 / United States / English

Quotes by Horace Gregory

What fugitive from his country can also escape from himself.
Let your character be kept up the very end, just as it began, and so be consistent.
If you would have me weep, you must first of all feel grief yourself.
I will not add another word.
In the midst of hopes and cares, of apprehensions and of disquietude, regard every day that dawns upon you as if it was to be your last then super-added hours, to the enjoyment of which you had not looked forward, will prove an acceptable boon.
If you wish me to weep, you must mourn first yourself.
He's happy who, far away from business, like the races of men of old, tills his ancestral fields with his own oxen, unbound by any interest to pay.
I shall not wholly die, and a great part of me will escape the grave.
Gold will be slave or master.
In labouring to be concise, I become obscure.
If matters go badly now, they will not always be so.
One night awaits all, and death's path must be trodden once and for all.
He wins every hand who mingles profit with pleasure.
Refrain from asking what going to happen tomorrow, and everyday that fortune grants you, count as gain.
Pale death knocks with impartial foot at poor men's hovels and king's palaces.
Suffering is but another name for the teaching of experience, which is the parent of instruction and the schoolmaster of life.
One wanders to the left, another to the right. Both are equally in error, but, are seduced by different delusions.
Only a stomach that rarely feels hungry scorns common things.
Seize today, and put as little trust as you can in tomorrow.
No verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water.
How does it happen, Maecenas, that no one is content with that lot of which he has chosen or which chance has thrown his way, but praises those who follow a different course?
The covetous man is ever in want.
Seize the day, put no trust in the morrow! [Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.]
Those that are little, little things suit.
It is a sweet and seemly thing to die for one's country.