“Una Salus Victis Nullam Sperare Salutem - (Latin - written 19 BC)The only hope for the doomed, is no hope at all...”

“Ah, merciless Love, is there any length to which you cannot force the human heart to go?”

“Death's brother, sleep.”

“Facilis descensus Averno:Noctes atque dies patet atri ianua Ditis;Sed revocare gradium superasque evadere ad auras,Hoc opus, hic labor est.(The gates of Hell are open night and day;Smooth the desce...”

“What a tale he's told, what a bitter bowl of war he's drunk to the dregs.”

“...She nourishes the poison in her veins and is consumed by a secret fire.”

“To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damn hard.”

“What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.”

“I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't any Aslan to lead it. I'm going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn't any Narnia.”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”