“I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.”
— Ovid“Fas est ab hoste doceri.One should learn even from one's enemies.”
— Ovid“Saepe creat molles aspera spina rosas - Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses”
— Ovid“My vengeance is my guilt”
— OvidTake rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop.
— Ovid