All things change, nothing perishes.

Love is a driver, bitter and fierce if you fight and resist him, Easy-going enough once you acknowledge his power.

It’s useful that there should be Gods, so let’s believe there are.

Love and dignity cannot share the same abode.

Love is a kind of warfare.

There is a god within us, and we have intercourse with heaven. That spirit comes from abodes on high.

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

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

All things may corrupt when minds are prone to evil.

Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.

Take rest a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop.

Love will enter cloaked in friendship’s name.

If you would marry suitably, marry your equal.

Dignity and love do not blend well, nor do they continue long together.

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

By faithful study of the nobler arts, our nature’s softened, and more gentle grows.

Tears at times have all the weight of speech.

We two are to ourselves a crowd.

Time the devourer of all things.