Quotes from Publius Vergilius Maro

The gates of Hell are open night and day; smooth the descent and easy is the way.

Duty bound, Aeneas, though he struggled with desire to calm and comfort her in all her pain, to speak to her and turn her mind from grief, and though he sighed his heart out, shaken still with love if her, yet took the course heaven gave him and turned back to the fleet.

Sunt lacrimae rerum et mentem mortalia tangunt

O fortunatos nimium sua si bona norint, agricolas

Horas non numero nisi serenas.

Mantua brachte mich hervor, Kalabrien raffte mich hinweg, nun birgt mich Neapel. Ich besang Weiden, Felder, Herrscher.