The medicine increases the disease.

Such is the love of praise, so great the anxiety for victory.

Sing in me, muse, of arms and a man, who first from the shores of Troy.

All our sweetest hours fly fastest.

Yield not to calamity, but face her boldly.

Time is flying never to return.

You, Roman, remember to rule peoples with your power. -Tu regere imperio populos, Romane, memento