Top 189 Quotes & Sayings by Virgil - Page 3

Harsh necessity, and the newness of my kingdom, force me to do such things and to guard my frontiers everywhere.

We are not all able to do all things.

Angels boast ethereal vigor, and are formed from seeds of heavenly birth.

The Britons are quite separated from all the world.

People are able because they think they're able

The leader of the deed was a woman. -Dux femina facti

Time bears away all things.

Live on in your blessings, your destiny's been won. But ours calls us on from one ordeal to the next.

All these souls, after they have passed away a thousand years, are summoned by the divine ones in great array, to the lethean river. . . . In this way they become forgetful of the former earthlife, and re-visit the vaulted realms of the world, willing to return again into living bodies.

The greatest health is wealth.

Trust one who has gone through it.

A fickle and changeful thing is a woman ever.

We may be masters of our every lot By bearing it.

Impotent fury rages powerless and to no purpose.

How can there be such anger in the minds of the gods?

May the countryside and the gliding valley streams content me. Lost to fame, let me love river and woodland.

Such is the love of praise, so great the anxiety for victory.

There's a snake hidden in the grass.

Roman, remember that you shall rule the nations by your authority, for this is to be your skill, to make peace the custom, to spare the conquered, and to wage war until the haughty are brought low.

Fear reveals baseborn souls!

Rumor goes forth at once, Rumor than whom No other speedier evil thing exists; She thrives by rapid movement, and acquires Strength as she goes; small at the first from fear, She presently uplifts herself aloft, And stalks upon the ground and hides her head Among the clouds.

Don't trust the horse, Trojans. Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks even bearing gifts. -Equo ne credite, Teucri. Quidquid id est, timeo Danaos et dona ferentes

The wavering multitude is divided into opposite factions.

We have to thank God for this retirement.

Beware of Greeks bearing gifts.

O you who have borne even heavier things, to these too, God will grant an end!

Learn all from one thing. -Ab uno disce omnes

Better times perhaps await us who are now wretched

These passions of soul, these conflicts so fierce, will cease, and be repressed by the casting of a little dust.

Look with favor upon a bold beginning.

I sing of arms and of a man: his fate had made him fugitive: he was the first to journey from the coasts of Troy as far as Italy and the Lavinian shores Across the lands and waters he was battered beneath the violence of the high ones for the savage Juno's unforgetting anger.

If only Jupiter would restore me those bygone years.

Love conquers all; let us surrender to Love.

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

Is it then so sad a thing to die?

The cursed hunger for gold. -Auri sacra fames

They are able who think they are able.

Consider what each soil will bear, and what each refuses

Passion and strife bow down the mind

It is well to be informed about the winds, About the variations in the sky, The native traits and habits of the place, What each locale permits, and what denies.

Not being untutored in suffering, I learn to pity those in affliction

E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain, Oft have I seen the war of winds contend, And prone on earth th' infuriate storm descend, Waste far and wide, and by the roots uptorn, The heavy harvest sweep through ether borne, As light straw and rapid stubble fly In dark'ning whirlwinds round the wintry sky.

Even virtue is fairer in a fair body.

If I am unable to make the gods above relent, I shall move hell.

Then endure for a while, and live for a happier day!

And, just for good measure, here are a handful of runners up: For now the seventh summer carries you, A wanderer, across the lands and waters.

Thus shall you go to the stars.

If I can not bend Heaven, I shall move Hell.

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

What a lot of work it was to found the Roman race.

The flocks fear the wolf, the crops the storm, and the trees the wind.

I will be gone from here and sing my songs/ In the forest wilderness where the wild beasts are,/ And carve in letters on the little trees/ The story of my love, and as the trees/ Will grow letters too will grow, to cry/ In a louder voice the story of my love.

Trust not the horse, O Trojans. Be it what it may, I fear the Grecians even when they offer gifts.

That which an enraged woman can accomplish.

Each draws to his best-loved.

Mantua gave me birth, Calabri snatched me away, now Parthenope holds me; I sang of shepherds, pastures, and heroes. -Mantua me genuit, Calabri rapuere, tenet nunc Parthenope, cecini pascua, rura, duces

It is easy to go down into Hell...; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air - -there's the rub.

In his deepest heart there surge tremendous shame and madness mixed with sorrow and love whipped on by frenzy and a courage aware of its own worth.

Through pain I've learned to comfort suffering men

Trust the expert. -Experto credite