Do not yield to misfortunes, but advance more boldly to meet them, as your fortune permits you.
If I cannot move heaven, I will raise hell.
Yield thou not to adversity, but press on the more bravely.
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.
Enter on the way of training while the spirits in youth are still pliable.
May the countryside and the gliding valley streams content me. Lost to fame, let me love river and woodland.