They are able because they think they are able.
Nunc scio quit sit amor." Lat., "Now I know what love is.
Fortune favours the bold.
Rumor, than which no evil flies more swiftly. She flourishes as she flies, gains strength by mere motion. Small at first and in fear, she soon rises to heaven, Walks upon land and hides her head in the clouds.
Do not trust the horse, Trojans! Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks, even though they bring gifts.
Oh you who are born of the blood of the gods, Trojan son of Anchises, easy is the descent to hell; the door of dark Dis stands open day and night. But to retrace your steps and come out to the air above, that is work, that is labor!
Do not trust the horse, Trojans! Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks, even though they bring gifts. - Aeneid, The.
Oh you who are born of the blood of the gods, Trojan son of Anchises, easy is the descent to Hell; the door of dark Dis stands open day and night. But to retrace your steps and come out to the air above, that is work, that is labor! - Aeneid, The.
Love conquers all, and let us yield to it. âOmnia vincit amor, et nos cedamus amori
Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember. - Aenid.
The wavering multitude is divided into opposite factions.