God speed to your youthful valor, boy! So shall you scale the stars!
Virgil (70 - 19 BC)
Source: Aeneid, IX, 641
Contributed by: Zaady
Now every field is clothed with grass, and every tree with leaves; Now the woods put forth their blossoms, and the year assumes it's gay attire.
Then Heaven, the Father Almighty, comes down in fruitful showers into the lap of his joyous spouse, and his might, with her mighty frame commingling, nurtures all growths.
So great a task it was to found the Roman race. -Tantae molis erat Romanam condere gentem
Source: Aeneid, I.33
They can because they think they can.
Meanwhile, Time is flying - flying , never to return.
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
Source: Aeneid, II.48
Wars, horrid wars. -Bella horrida bella
Learn all from one thing. -Ab uno disce omnes
Love conquers all, and let us yield to it. -Omnia vincit amor, et nos cedamus amori
Source: Eclogues, X.69
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