O human race, born to fly upward, wherefore at a little wind dost thou so fall?

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.

When we encountered a band of souls coming along the barrier, and each was gazing at us in the evening people gaze at one another under the new moon

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

The mouse had fallen in with evil cats.

A backward glance can often lift the heart.

As flowerlets drooped and puckered in the night turn up to the returning sun and spread their petals wide on his new warmth and light-just so my wilted spirits rose again and such a heat of zeal surged through my veins that I was born anew.