There should be no strife with the vanquished or the dead.
Even virtue is fairer when it appears in a beautiful person.
There's a snake lurking in the grass.
O you who have borne even heavier things, to these too, God will grant an end!
Each draws to his best-loved.
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.