Marcus Tullius Cicero Quotes About Home

Quotes about: Home

• A home without books is a body without soul.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Book, Philosophical, Home

• Socrates was the first to call philosophy down from the heavens and to place it in cities, and even to introduce it into homes and compel it to inquire about life and standards and goods and evils.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Life, Philosophy, Home

• There is no place more delightful than one's own fireside.
  Nullus est locus domestica sede jucundior.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Home, Delightful

• The nearer I approach death the more I feel like one who is in sight of land at last and is about to anchor in one's home port after a long voyage.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Death, Home, Sight

  "On Old Age". Book by Marcus Tullius Cicero, 44 BC.

• The home is the empire! There is no peace more delightful than one's own fireplace.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Home, Empires, Fireplaces

• Other relaxations are peculiar to certain times, places and stages of life, but the study of letters is the nourishment of our youth, and the joy of our old age. They throw an additional splendor on prosperity, and are the resource and consolation of adversity; they delight at home, and are no embarrassment abroad; in short, they are company to us at night, our fellow travelers on a journey, and attendants in our rural recesses.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Life, Home, Adversity

• Studies are the food of youth, the delight of old age; the ornament of prosperity, the refuge and comfort of adversity; a delight at home, and no hindrance abroad; they are companions by night, and in travel, and in the country.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Country, Book, Home

  "The Orations of Marcus Tullius Cicero".

• What is more agreeable than one's home?

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Home

• These studies are a spur to the young, a delight to the old: an ornament in prosperity, a consoling refuge in adversity; they are pleasure for us at home, and no burden abroad; they stay up with us at night, they accompany us when we travel, they are with us in our country visits.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Country, Adversity, Home

• Nor do I regret that I have lived, since I have so lived that I think I was not born in vain, and I quit life as if it were an inn, not a home.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Death, Regret, Home

• I depart from life as from an inn, and not as from my home.
  [Lat., Ex vita discedo, tanquam ex hospitio, non tanquam ex domo.]

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Death, Home, Inns

• An army abroad is of little use unless there are prudent counsels at home.
  [Lat., Parvi enim sunt foris arma, nisi est consilium domi.]

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  War, Home, Army

• There is no place more delightful than home.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Home, Home Home, Delightful

• For no phase of life, whether public or private, whether in business or in the home, whether one is working on what concerns oneself alone or dealing with another, can be without its moral duty; on the discharge of such duties depends all that is morally right, and on their neglect all that is morally wrong in life.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Life, Home, Phases

  Marcus Tullius Cicero (2014). “Delphi Complete Works of Cicero (Illustrated)”, p.3065, Delphi Classics

• Armed forces abroad are of little value unless there is prudent counsel at home

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Home, Littles, Prudent

• I cheerfully quit from life as if it were an inn, not a home; for Nature has given us a hostelry in which to sojourn, not to abide.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Death, Home, Quitting

• These (literary) studies are the food of youth, and consolation of age; they adorn prosperity, and are the comfort and refuge of adversity; they are pleasant at home, and are no incumbrance abroad; they accompany us at night, in our travels, and in our rural retreats.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Adversity, Home, Night

  "Oratio Pro Licinio Archia", VII, as quoted in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 757,

• Death darkens his eyes, and unplumes his wings, Yet the sweetest song is the last he sings: Live so, my Love, that when death shall come, Swan-like and sweet it may waft thee home.

  Marcus Tullius Cicero

  Sweet, Song, Eye

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