It is easy to go down into Hell...; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air - -there's the rub.
A fickle and changeful thing is a woman ever.
There's a snake lurking in the grass.
Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.
They are able who think they are able.
Oh you who are born of the gods, easy is the descent into Hell. The door of darkness stands open day and night. But to retrace your steps, and come back out into the brightness above, that is the work, that is the labor.