Thus each person by his fears gives wings to rumor, and, without any real source of apprehension, men fear what they themselves have imagined.
The remaining liberty of the world was to be destroyed in the place where it stood.
Poverty fled, she who gives birth to virile men.
The gods conceal from men the happiness of death, that they may endure life
Believing nothing does whilst there remained anything else to be done.
Among those who share a throne there can be no loyalty; Dominion's ever impatient consort.