Whenever anything changes and quits its proper limits, this change is at once the death of that which was before.

And life is given to none freehold, but it is leasehold for all.

For fools admire and love those things they see hidden in verses turned all upside down, and take for truth what sweetly strokes the ears and comes with sound of phrases fine imbued.

Falling drops will at last wear away stone.

No single thing abides; but all things flow. Fragment to fragment clings - the things thus grow Until we know them and name them. By degrees They melt, and are no more the things we know.

Thus the sum of things is ever being reviewed, and mortals dependent one upon another. Some nations increase, others diminish, and in a short space the generations of living creatures are changed and like runners pass on the torch of life.

Mother of Aeneas, pleasure of men and gods. -Aeneadum genetrix, hominum divomque voluptas