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.
That man is the most loyal who aims at the noblest motive, and that motive the public good.
I feel again a spark of that ancient flame.
Yield thou not to adversity, but press on the more bravely.
Age steals away all things, even the mind.
Love conquers all; therefore, let us submit to love.