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.
Consider what each soil will bear, and what each refuses
Every calamity is to be overcome by endurance.
Time meanwhile is flying, flying beyond recall.
Each of us bears his own Hell.
Fury itself supplies arms.