# Quote — Ovid, Metamorphoses

> Ars adeo latet arte sua.

- Author: [Ovid](https://www.leafyquotes.com/ovid.md)
- Book: [Metamorphoses](https://www.leafyquotes.com/ovid/metamorphoses.md)
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## More from this book

> No species remains constant: that great renovator of matter
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> Nature, endlessly fashions new forms from old: there’s nothing
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> in the whole universe that perishes, believe me; rather
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> it renews and varies its substance. What we describe as birth
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> is no more than incipient change from a prior state, while dying
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> is merely to quit it. Though the parts may be transported
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> hither and thither, the sum of all matter is constant.

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> What, however, is my fault? Unless to have played can be called a fault, unless it can be called a fault to have loved.

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> Your right arm is useful in the battle; but when it comes to thinking you need my guidance. You have force without intelligence; while mine is the care for to-morrow. You are a good fighter; but is I who help Atrides select the time of fighting. Your value is in your body only; mine, in mind. And, as much as he who directs the ship surpasses him who only rows it, as much as the general exceeds the common soldier, so much greater am I than you. For in these bodies of ours the heart is of more value than the hand; all our real living is in that.

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