You shall leave everything you love.

Thou shall know by experience how salt the savor is of others' bread, and how sad a path it is to climb and descend another's stairs.

This mountain is so formed that it is always wearisome when one begins the ascent, but becomes easier the higher one climbs.

Nothing which is harmonized by the bond of the Muse can be changed from its own to another language without destroying its sweetness

Pure essence, and pure matter, and the two joined into one were shot forth without flaw, like three bright arrows from a three-string bow.

In that part of the book of my memory before which little can be read, there is a heading, which says: ‘Incipit vita nova: Here begins the new life’.

The human race is in the best condition when it has the greatest degree of liberty.