Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.
Angels boast ethereal vigor, and are formed from seeds of heavenly birth.
I feel again a spark of that ancient flame.
The gates of Hell are open night and day; smooth the descent, and easy is the way: but, to return, and view the cheerful skies; in this, the task and mighty labor lies.
Passion and strife bow down the mind
From a single crime know the nation.