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.

There are many roads to happiness, if the gods assent.

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.

Even now I am full of hope, but the end lies in God.

Forge thy tongue on an anvil of truth and what flies up, though it be but a spark, will have light.

My God grant me love for that which has splendor, but in this time of my life let me strive for attainable things.

Creatures of a day, what is any one? What is he not? Man is but a dream of a shadow. Yet when there comes as a gift of heaven a gleam of sunshine, there rest upon men a radiant light and, aye, a gentle life.