Terentius Varro Quotes & Sayings

A terrorist network that believes a nation so tested will fold under pressure of a few horrific acts may capture its attention, but will not achieve its submission. — Virginia Foxx

Nature made the fields and man the cities. — Marcus Terentius Varro

If you just change one person's life, you feel like you've done something. But if you can change a whole lot of them and get them looking at themselves differently, it's amazing. — Debbie Allen

The longest part of the journey is said to be the passing of the gate. — Marcus Terentius Varro

The number of guests at dinner should not be less than the number of the Graces nor exceed that of the Muses, i.e., it should begin with three and stop at nine. — Marcus Terentius Varro

He who flees at the right time can fight again. — Marcus Terentius Varro

He who overlooks a healthy spot for the site of his house is mad and ought to be handed over to the care of his relations and friends.
[Lat., Qui salubrem locum negligit, mente est captus atque ad agnatos et gentiles deducendus.] — Marcus Terentius Varro

Divine nature gave us fields, human skill built our cities. -Divina natura dedit agros, ars humana aedificavit urbes — Marcus Terentius Varro

Pneuma is the power - the vital breath - that animates animals and humans. It is, in Dylan Thomas's phrase, "the force that through the green fuse drives the flower," and is present even in lifeless materials like stone or metal as the energy that holds the object together - the — Marcus Aurelius

Divine Nature gave the fields, human art built the cities. — Marcus Terentius Varro

What is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander. — Marcus Terentius Varro

For my eightieth year warns me to pack up my baggage before I leave life. — Marcus Terentius Varro

It is necessary for men to be deceived in religion. — Marcus Terentius Varro

Misfortunes shared creates happiness. — Victor Hugo

What, if as said, man is a bubble. — Marcus Terentius Varro

But until this night, she had never once actually wet the bed. And now that she has, we just lie there in the accident, and the minutes of the clock keep changing, and the love I have for her keeps growing, and we both keep drawing breath.
What was so horrible about it? Why had I always been so angry? What was my need to always be right? To win every argument with her? To out-stubborn a dog?
And just like that, all the anger is gone. Released like the emptying of a bladder into soft cotton sheets as we lie in the wetness. — Steven Rowley

Not all who own a harp are harpers. — Marcus Terentius Varro

To focus solely on endings is to trade conclusions for the very beginnings that created them. And if this cycle should persist, we will likewise miss the beginning that will follow this ending. — Craig D. Lounsbrough