Quotes from Ancient Times
Virgil c. 70 - 19 BC, Roman Poet
Who asks whether the enemy were defeated by strategy or valor?
Harsh necessity, and the newness of my kingdom, force me to do such things and to guard my frontiers everywhere.
Trust not the horse, O Trojans. Be it what it may, I fear the Grecians even when they offer gifts.
Hope on, and save yourself for prosperous times.
 The Britons are quite separated from all the world.
As a twig is bent the tree inclines.
Perhaps one day this too will be pleasant to remember.
Love conquers all; let us surrender to Love.
Press no further with hate.
Everyone is dragged on by their favorite pleasure.
Everyone is dragged on by their favorite pleasure.
Trust one who has tried.
Such is the love of praise, so great the anxiety for victory.
 Love conquers all.
Even virtue is fairer when it appears in a beautiful person.
Mind moves matter.
At last I know what love is really like.
Enter on the way of training while the spirits in youth are still pliable.
 Go on and increase in valor for this is the path to immortality.
The wavering multitude is divided into opposite factions.
I have lived, and I have run the course which fortune allotted me; and now my shade shall descend illustrious to the grave.
I too must attempt a way by which I can raise myself above the ground, and soar triumphant through the lips of men.
You have endured worse things; God will grant an end even to these.
Thus all things are doomed to change for the worse and retrograde.
Our fate, whatever it is to be, will be overcome by patience under it.
Our fate, whatever it is to be, will be overcome by patience under it.
Memorable Quotes
They are able because they think they are able.
They can because they think they can.
Trust not to much to appearances.
Age carries all things away, even the mind.
Fame hides her head among the clouds.
Fortune sides with him who dares.
Fortune favors the brave.
Age carries all things away, even the mind.
Trust not to much to appearances.
Insightful Quotes cards
Fame hides her head among the clouds.
Rumor grows as it goes.
Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused.
Each person, makes their own terrible passion their God.
Evil is nourished and grows by concealment.
Death twitches my ear. "Live," he says, "I am coming".