All things change, nothing is extinguished. There is nothing in the whole world which is permanent. Everything flows onward; all things are brought into being with a changing nature; the ages themselves glide by in constant movement.

That's one of the greatest curses ever inflicted on the human race, memory.

Dear to the heart of a girl is her own beauty and charm.

The gods have their own rules.

Whether you call my heart affectionate, or you call it womanish: I confess, that to my misfortune, it is soft.

Though the strength is lacking, yet the willingness is commendable.

The glow of inspiration warms us; it is a holy rapture.