Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.(Pluck the day [for it is ripe], trusting as little as possible in tomorrow.)

Nescire autem quid antequam natus sis acciderit, id est semper esse puerum. (To be ignorant of what occurred before you were born is to remain always a child.)

A Memory Is Better Than A Phony!

I should think a dead language would be rather boring, sociallyspeaking.

Veni, vidi, flevi.I came. I saw. I cried.

Mister Cameron – I have read the unexpurgated Ovid, the love poems of Sappho, the Decameron in the original, and a great many texts in Greek and Latin histories that were not though fit for...

I started studying law, but this I could stand just for one semester. I couldn’t stand more. Then I studied languages and literature for two years. After two years I passed an examination with the...

Non nobis solum nati sumus.(Not for ourselves alone are we born.)

My Name Is Latif Mercado, And I Am… A Workaholic!

Non est ad astra mollis e terris via” – “There is no easy way from the earth to the stars

[Giordano] Bruno died, despised and suffering, after eight years of agony. From that moment, his works have attracted interest, and he has long been recognized as an important figure in the development of modern thought....

Mens videt astra.(The soul sees the stars.)

Do you know who ’twas that first knew our Lord had caused Himself to be born? ‘Twas the cock; he saw the star, and so he said–all the beasts could talk Latin in those days;...

I’d like to write gibberish in Latin, because if people aren’t going to be able to read it, they might as well not read it in a dead language.

Noli me tangere,noli me legere,noli me videre,noli me

My Friends I Will Always Remember, And My Enemies I Will Never Forget!

Quam bene vivas refert, non quam diu

If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found the time to conquer the world.

He was thirty-six years old, and six foot three. He spoke English to people and French to cats, and Latin to the birds. He had once nearly killed himself trying to read and ride a...

A man leaves his great house because he’s boredWith life at home, and suddenly returns,Finding himself no happier abroad.He rushes off to his villa driving like mad,You’ld think he’s going to a house on fire,And...

Out in the field, any connection with home just makes you weaker. It reminds you that you were once civilized, soft; and that can get you killed faster than a bullet through the head.

Cogito ergo sum. (I think, therefore I am.)

Failures Are The Cornerstones Of Success!

Aequat omnes cinis