What a lot of work it was to found the Roman race.

Time meanwhile is flying, flying beyond recall.

All these souls, after they have passed away a thousand years, are summoned by the divine ones in great array, to the lethean river. . . . In this way they become forgetful of the former earthlife, and re-visit the vaulted realms of the world, willing to return again into living bodies.

We can't all do everything.

Persevere and preserve yourselves for better circumstances.

In his deepest heart there surge tremendous shame and madness mixed with sorrow and love whipped on by frenzy and a courage aware of its own worth.

Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.