The race of gods and men is one, and from one mother we both draw our breath. Yet all the difference in our power holds us apart, so that man is nothing, but the brazen floor of heaven is eternally unshakable.
The days that are still to come are the wisest witnesses.
Whatever is beautiful is beautiful by necessity
He is gifted with genius who knoweth much by natural inspiration.
Men are the dreams of a shadow.
Sweet is war to those who know it not.