Depiction of Virgil, 3rd century AD
(“Monnus-Mosaic”, Rheinisches Landesmuseum, Trier)
|Born||Publius Vergilius Maro
October 15, 70 BC
Near Mantua, Cisalpine Gaul, Roman Republic
|Died||September 21, 19 BC (age 50)
Brundisium, Italy, Roman Empire
|Genre||Epic poetry, didactic poetry, pastoral poetry|
|Literary movement||Augustan poetry|
The world cares very little about what a man or woman knows; it is what a man or woman is able to do that counts.
If ye despise the human race, and mortal arms, yet remember that there is a God who is mindful of right and wrong.
The descent to the infernal regions is easy enough, but to retrace one’s steps, and reach the air above, there’s the rub.
Do not yield to misfortunes, but advance more boldly to meet them, as your fortune permits you.
It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one’s steps to the upper air – there’s the rub, the task.
What each man feared would happen to himself, did not trouble him when he saw that it would ruin another.