“I will be gone from here and sing my songs/ In the forest wilderness where the wild beasts are,/ And carve in… — Virgil Copy Share Image
In his deepest heart there surge tremendous shame and madness mixed with sorrow and love whipped on by frenzy and a courage… — Virgil Copy Share Image
“What good are prayers and shrines to a person mad with love? The flame keeps gnawing into her tender marrow hour by… — Virgil Copy Share Image
“Ah, merciless Love, is there any length to which you cannot force the human heart to go?” — Virgil Copy Share Image
“But the queen--too long she has suffered the pain of love, hour by hour nursing the wound with her lifeblood, consumed by… — Virgil Copy Share Image
“Amor vincit omnia, et nos cedamus amori. Love conquers all things, so we too shall yield to love.” — Virgil Copy Share Image
“Facilis descensus Averni: noctes atque dies patet atri ianua Ditis; sed revocare gradium superasque evadere ad auras. hoc opus, hic labor est.” — Virgil Copy Share Image
The descent to the infernal regions is easy enough, but to retrace one's steps, and reach the air above, there's the rub. — Virgil Copy Share Image
“..and why the winter suns so rush to bathe themselves in the sea and what slows down the nights to a long lingering crawl...” — Virgil Copy Share Image
“forsan et haec olim meminisse iuvabit. and perhaps it will be pleasing to have remembered these things one day” — Virgil Copy Share Image
