All things change; nothing perishes.

Saepe creat molles aspera spina rosas" - "Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses

Neither can the wave that has passed by be recalled, nor the hour which has passed return again.

Eurydice, dying now a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had been loved?

The cause is hidden. The effect is visible to all.

Greatly he failed, but he had greatly dared.

All right, boy, skewer me. I've dropped my defenses, I'm an easy victim. Why, by now Your arrows practically know their own way to the target And feel less at home in their quiver than in me.

Nitimur in vetitum" -- "We strive after the forbidden

Barbarus hic ego sum, quia non intelligor illis. (In this place I am a barbarian, because men do not understand me.)

Or that writing a poem you can read to no one is like dancing in the dark.

He who can believe himself well, will be well.

In the make-up of human beings, intelligence counts for more than our hands, and that is our true strength.

There is a certain pleasure in weeping

Someday this pain will be useful to you

My purpose is to tell of bodies that have been changed into shapes of different kinds.

Qui non est hodie eras minus aptus erit. He who is not prepared today will be less so tomorrow.

When all the other animals, downcast looked upon the earth, he [Prometheus] gave a face raised on high to man, and commanded him to see the sky and raise his high eyes to the stars.

It's right to learn, even from the enemy.

Brass shines with constant usage, a beautiful dress needs wearing, Leave a house empty, it rots.

I am a shipwrecked man who fears every sea.

Poetry comes fine spun from a mind at peace.

Their useless torches on dry hedges throw, That catch the flames, and kindle all the row; So burns the God, consuming in desire, And feeding in his breast a fruitless fire

Our native soil draws all of us, by I know not what sweetness, and never allows us to forget.

Bene vixit, bene qui latuit." (To live well is to live concealed.)

Fortune resists half-hearted prayers.

Medicine sometimes snatches away health, sometimes gives it.

Blemishes are hid by night and every fault forgiven; darkness makes any woman fair.

It is convenient that there be gods, and, as it is convenient, let us believe there are.

My vengeance is my guilt

Darkness makes any woman fair.

Hurry to your goal together. That is full bliss when man and woman lie equally conquered.

The burden which is well borne becomes light.

Right it is to be taught even by the enemy.

Venus is kind to creatures as young as we; We know not what we do, and while we’re young We have the right to live and love like gods.

By yielding you may obtain victory

Today is truly the Golden Age: gold buys hornor, gold procures love

For no god may undo what another god has done...

The spirited horse, which will try to win the race of its own accord, will run even faster if encouraged.

What is harder than rock, or softer than water? Yet soft water hollows out hard rock. Persevere.

You will go most safely by the middle way.

Video meliora proboque, deteriora sequor.

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn.

A prince should be slow to punish, and quick to reward.

My hopes are not always realized, but I always hope.

Even as a cow she was lovely.

The man who has experienced shipwreck shudders even at a calm sea.

He loved a lifeless thing and he was utterly and hopelessly wretched.

She made up prayers and said them, Worshipping unknown gods with unknown singing, Her customary magic, which would cover The white moon’s face and darken the sun with cloud.

And besides, we lovers fear everything

...et ignotas animum dimittit in artes, naturamque nouat. (to arts unknown he bends his wits, and alters nature.)