“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...”

“The gates of hell are open night and day;Smooth the descent, and easy is the way:But to return, and view the cheerful skies,In this the task and mighty labor lies.”

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

“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...”

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

“Those who educate children well are more to be honored than they who produce them; for these only gave them life, those the art of living well.”

“Call no man happy until he is dead.”

“It is not easy to soothe the immortal gods from their vengeance.”

“We were talking of DRAGONS, Tolkien and I In a Berkshire bar. The big workman Who had sat silent and sucked his pipe All the evening, from his empty mug With gleaming eye glanced towards us: "I see...”

“A myth... is a metaphor for a mystery beyond human comprehension. It is a comparison that helps us understand, by analogy, some aspect of our mysterious selves. A myth, in this way of thinking, is ...”

“All that we call sacred history attests that the birth of a poet is the principal event in chronology.”