Consider what each soil will bear, and what each refuses.

Wherever the fates lead us let us follow.

Trust one who has tried.

Time is flying never to return.

I shudder when relating it.

Happy is he who can trace effects to their causes.

Fortune sides with him who dares.

Love begets love, love knows no rules, this is same for all.

We can’t all do everything.

Even virtue is fairer when it appears in a beautiful person.

He like a rock in the sea unshaken stands his ground.

Cease to think that the decrees of the gods can be changed by prayers.

All our sweetest hours fly fastest.

Consider what each soil will bear, and what each refuses.

Endure the present, and watch for better things.

As the twig is bent the tree inclines.

Mind moves matter.

Fortune favours the bold.

Their rage supplies them with weapons.

Love conquers all.

Want of pluck shows want of blood.

Fury itself supplies arms.

To have died once is enough.

They succeed, because they think they can.

If ye despise the human race, and mortal arms, yet remember that there is a God who is mindful of right and wrong.

A fault is fostered by concealment.

Each of us bears his own Hell.

One man excels in eloquence, another in arms.

Go forth a conqueror and win great victories.

Fate will find a way.

What each man feared would happen to himself, did not trouble him when he saw that it would ruin another.

Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.

Myself acquainted with misfortune, I learn to help the unfortunate.

The medicine increases the disease.

All things deteriorate in time.

The world cares very little about what a man or woman knows; it is what a man or woman is able to do that counts.

Every calamity is to be overcome by endurance.

There’s a snake lurking in the grass.

Age steals away all things, even the mind.

Fear is proof of a degenerate mind.

They can conquer who believe they can.

Happy the man who has been able to learn the causes of things.

Age carries all things away, even the mind.

Who asks whether the enemy was defeated by strategy or valor?

Trust not to much to appearances.

What region of the earth is not full of our calamities?

If one swain scorns you, you will soon find another.

The descent to the infernal regions is easy enough, but to retrace one’s steps, and reach the air above, there’s the rub.

It never troubles the wolf how many the sheep may be.

Let not our proposal be disregarded on the score of our youth.

Hug the shore; let others try the deep.

The only safety for the conquered is to expect no safety.

Persevere and preserve yourselves for better circumstances.

Yield not to calamity, but face her boldly.

He enters the port with a full sail.

Time passes irrevocably.

Do not yield to misfortunes, but advance more boldly to meet them, as your fortune permits you.

But meanwhile time flies; it flies never to be regained.

None but himself can be his parallel.

Your descendants shall gather your fruits.

From one learn all.

From my example learn to be just, and not to despise the gods.

Passion and strife bow down the mind.

In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?

I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts.

Perhaps the day may come when we shall remember these sufferings with joy.

Every man makes a god of his own desire.

They can because they think they can.

It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one’s steps to the upper air – there’s the rub, the task.

Come what may, all bad fortune is to be conquered by endurance.

Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.

Veiling truth in mystery.

Every sound alarms.

They are able because they think they are able.

Better times perhaps await us who are now wretched.

Time flies never to be recalled.

O accursed hunger of gold, to what dost thou not compel human hearts!

There should be no strife with the vanquished or the dead.

Who can blind lover’s eyes?