Among all men on the earth bards have a share of honor and reverence, because the muse has taught them songs and loves the race of bards.

The outcome of the war is in our hands; the outcome of words is in the council.

Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.

All the survivors of the war had reached their homes and so put the perils of battle and the sea behind them.

Sensitive love letters are my specialty. 'Dear Baby, Welcome to Dumpsville. Population: you.'

Forgetful youth! but know, the Power above With ease can save each object of his love; Wide as his will extends his boundless grace.

Better to flee from death than feel its grip.