Aeta Quotes

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Lat, urbes constituit aetas: hora dissolvit: momento fit cinis: diu sylva. An age builds up cities: an hour destroys them. In a moment the ashes are made, but a forest is a long time growing.
Seneca
Dum loquimur, fugerit invida aetas. Carpe diem; quam minimum credula postero.
Horácio (Odes)
Tu ne quaesieris--scire nefas--quem mihi, quem tibi finem di dederint, Leuconoe, nec Babylonios temptaris numeros. Ut melius, quidquid erit, pati. . . . Spem longam reseces. Dum loquimur fugerit invida aetas. Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.
Horatius
Tu ne quaesieris, scire nefas, quem mihi, quem tibi finem di dederint, Leuconoe, nec Babylonios temptaris numeros. ut melius, quidquid erit, pati. seu pluris hiemes seu tribuit Iuppiter ultimam, quae nunc oppositis debilitat pumicibus mare: Tyrrhenum sapias, vina liques et spatio brevi spem longam reseces. dum loquimur, fugerit invida aetas: carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.
Horatius (The Odes of Horace)
The name Eve/Eab/Age stems from the Latin aetas, which is from aevum, “lifetime.” The word aetas is remarkably similar to the name Aïdes, i.e. Hades. Eve, you see, is not Adam’s wife but Adam’s father, Zeus bronnton, Zeus “the thunderer/earthshaker,” Poseidon, the fallen — or, better still, suspended, mediating — aspect of God!
Eric Bredesen (Mythology & History (Gravity: A History of Everything, #1))
me dulcis saturet quies; obscuro positus loco leni perfruar otio, nullis nota Quiritibus aetas per tacitum fluat. sic cum transierint mei nullo cum strepitu dies. plebeius moriar senex. illi mors gravis incubat qui, notus nimis omnibus, ignotus moritur sibi.
Seneca (Thyestes)
A role could call for an indigenous Aeta woman and they would hire a half white, half Filipina woman and paint her skin Black just so she could play a maid.
Bretman Rock (You're That Bitch: And Other Lessons About Being Unapologetically Yourself)
Lucretius, I. 936-47: Veluti pueris absinthia tetra medentes Cum dare conantur, prius oras pocula circura Contingunt mellis dulci flavoque liquore, Ut puerorum aetas improvida ludificetur Labrorum tenus, interea perpotet amarum Absinthi laticem, deceptaque non capiatur, Sed potius tali pacto recreata valescat: Sic ego nunc ... volui tibi suaviloquenti Carmine Pierio rationem exponere nostram, Et quasi musaeo dulci contingere melle. [2] Lucretius, i. 922-34, 948-50: Acri Percussit thyrso laudis spes magna meum cor Et simul incussit suavem mi in pectus amorem Musarum, quo nunc instinctus mente vigenti Avia Pieridum peragro loca nullius ante Trita solo: iuvat integros accedere fontes, Atque haurire; iuvatque novos decerpere flores, Insignemque meo capiti petere inde coronam, Unde prius nulli velarint tempora musae. Primum, quod magnis doceo de rebus, et artis Religionum animum nodis exsolvere pergo: Deinde, quod obscura de re tam lucida pango Carmina, musaeo contingens cuncta lepore.... Si tibi forte animum tali ratione tenere Versibus in nostris possem, dum perspicis omnem Naturam rerum, qua constet compta figura.
George Santayana (Three Philosophical Poets Lucretius, Dante, and Goethe)
Dum loquimur, fugerit invida aetas: Carpe Diem quam minimum credula postero translates directly to: While we speak, time is envious and is running away from us. Seize the day, trusting little in the future.
Horatius (Carpe diem)
[A]etas haec felix sorte sua. (How happy his age is)
Guarino Veronese
What surprises me most about humanity is that we get bored of our childhood. We rush to grow up, and long to be children again… By thinking anxiously about the future, we forget the present… we live in neither the present nor the future… we live as if we'll never die and die as though we've never lived.” Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus. ~~~ dum loquimur, fugerit invida aetas: carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero
Peter Cawdron (The Oracle)
dum loquimur, fugerit invida aetas: carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero While we talk, envious time has ebbed away: Seize the day; trust tomorrow as little as you may. Odes 1.11, Quintus Horatius Flaccus, 23 BCE
Peter Cawdron (The Oracle)