Virgil, The Aeneid Quotes

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.

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.

..and why the winter suns so rush to bathe themselves in the seaand what slows down the nights to a long lingering crawl...