Each of us bears his own Hell
Quote by Virgil
Mind moves matter.
Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.
Hug the shore; let others try the deep.
All things deteriorate in time.
As the twig is bent the tree inclines.
Veiling truth in mystery.
Every sound alarms.
Age steals away all things, even the mind.
He like a rock in the sea unshaken stands his ground.
I shudder when relating it.
A fault is fostered by concealment.
There's a snake lurking in the grass.
Fate will find a way.
In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?
Let not our proposal be disregarded on the score of our youth.
Cease to think that the decrees of the gods can be changed by prayers.
He enters the port with a full sail.
O accursed hunger of gold, to what dost thou not compel human hearts!
Happy is he who can trace effects to their causes.
Each of us bears his own Hell.