Quintus Ennius quotes:

Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.

He whose wisdom cannot help him, gets no good from being wise.

O friend unseen, unborn, unknown, Student of our sweet English tongue, I never indulge in poetics - Unless I am down with rheumatics.

Ennius was the father of Roman poetry, because he first introduced into Latin the Greek manner and in particular the hexameter metre.

Let no one pay me honor with tears, nor celebrate my funeral rites with weeping.

He who has two languages has two souls.

One man by delaying saved the state for us.

The Roman state stands by ancient customs, and its manhood.

Let no one honour me with tears, or bury me with lamentation. Why? Because I fly hither and thither, living in the mouths of me. [Lat., Nemo me lacrymis decoret, nec funera fletu. Faxit cur? Volito vivu' per ora virum.]

No one regards what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars.

Here is he laid to whom for daring deed, nor friend nor foe could render worthy meed.

I never indulge in rhyme or stanza Unless I'm in bed with the influenza.

One man by delay restored the state, for he preferred the public safety to idle report. [Lat., Unus homo nobis cunctando restituit rem, Non ponebat enim rumores ante salutem.]

A true friend is distinguished in the crisis of hazard and necessity; when the gallantry of his aid may show the worth of his soul and the loyalty of his heart.

A sure friend is known in unsure circumstances.

A true friend is a friend when in difficulty

A true friend is tested in adversity.

Don't ask of your friends what you yourself can do.

He hath freedom whoso beareth a clean and constant heart within.

He who civilly shows the way to one who has missed it, is as one who has lighted another's lamp from his own lamp; it none the less gives light to himself when it burns for the other.

How can life be worth living, if devoid Of the calm trust reposed by friend in friend? What sweeter joy than in the kindred soul, Whose converse differs not from self-communion?

One man restored our fortunes by delay. [By skilfully avoiding an engagement, Fabius exhausted the resources of the enemy.]

That is true liberty, which bears a pure and firm breast.

The ape, vilest of beasts, how like to us.

The idle mind knows not what it wants.

The victor is not victorious if the vanquished does not consider himself so

The wise man is wise in vain who cannot be wise to his own advantage. [Lat., Nequicquam sapere sapientem, qui ipse sibi prodesse non quiret.]

They hate whom they fear.

To later Romans Ennius was the personification of the spirit of early Rome; by them he was called "The Father of Roman Poetry." We must remember how truly Greek he was in his point of view. He set the example for later Latin poetry by writing the first epic of Rome in Greek hexameter verses instead of in the old Saturnian verse. He made popular the doctrines of Euhemerus, and he was in general a champion of free thought and rationalism.

To open his lips is crime in a plain citizen.

Whom men fear they hate, and whom they hate, they wish dead