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Quotes of Virgil [24]
- A snake lurks in the grass.
- As a twig is bent the tree inclines.
- Do not commit your poems to pages alone, sing them I pray you.
- In quarrels such as these not ours to intervene.
- Each of us bears his own Hell.
- It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air - there's the rub, the task.
- Whatever it is, I fear Greeks even when they bring gifts.
- To have died once is enough.
- Practice and thought might gradually forge many an art.
- They can do all because they think they can.
- Love conquers all things; let us too surrender to Love.
- Trust one who has gone through it.
- Let us go singing as far as we go: the road will be less tedious.
- Death's brother, Sleep.
- Your descendants shall gather your fruits.
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