Virgil Quotes

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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
Occupation Poet
Nationality Roman
Genre Epic poetry, didactic poetry, pastoral poetry
Literary movement Augustan poetry

What region of the earth is not full of our calamities?
We can't all do everything.
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.
Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.
Love conquers all.
Even virtue is fairer when it appears in a beautiful person.
Perhaps the day may come when we shall remember these sufferings with joy.
Go forth a conqueror and win great victories.
Happy is he who can trace effects to their causes.
A fault is fostered by concealment.
They can because they think they can.
I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts.
Every calamity is to be overcome by endurance.
But meanwhile time flies; it flies never to be regained.
Fury itself supplies arms.
If one swain scorns you, you will soon find another.
Fortune sides with him who dares.
Wherever the fates lead us let us follow.
Persevere and preserve yourselves for better circumstances.
I shudder when relating it.
None but himself can be his parallel.
If ye despise the human race, and mortal arms, yet remember that there is a God who is mindful of right and wrong.
Love begets love, love knows no rules, this is same for all.
As the twig is bent the tree inclines.
Every sound alarms.
They are able because they think they are able.
One man excels in eloquence, another in arms.
Fear is proof of a degenerate mind.
Happy the man who has been able to learn the causes of things.
They succeed, because they think they can.
The descent to the infernal regions is easy enough, but to retrace one’s steps, and reach the air above, there’s the rub.
Let not our proposal be disregarded on the score of our youth.
All our sweetest hours fly fastest.
Time is flying never to return.
Do not yield to misfortunes, but advance more boldly to meet them, as your fortune permits you.
From one learn all.
Come what may, all bad fortune is to be conquered by endurance.
Endure the present, and watch for better things.
It never troubles the wolf how many the sheep may be.
There's a snake lurking in the grass.
Age steals away all things, even the mind.
Cease to think that the decrees of the gods can be changed by prayers.
Your descendants shall gather your fruits.
Each of us bears his own Hell.
Every man makes a god of his own desire.
Age carries all things away, even the mind.
Trust one who has tried.
The only safety for the conquered is to expect no safety.
O accursed hunger of gold, to what dost thou not compel human hearts!
From my example learn to be just, and not to despise the gods.
The medicine increases the disease.
In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?
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.
 Fortune favours the bold.
Fortune favours the bold.
Fate will find a way.
Want of pluck shows want of blood.
Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.
Veiling truth in mystery.
Myself acquainted with misfortune, I learn to help the unfortunate.
Yield not to calamity, but face her boldly.
They can conquer who believe they can.
There should be no strife with the vanquished or the dead.
To have died once is enough.
Time flies never to be recalled.
Who can blind lover's eyes?
Better times perhaps await us who are now wretched.
Trust not too much to appearances.
He like a rock in the sea unshaken stands his ground.
Hug the shore; let others try the deep.
What each man feared would happen to himself, did not trouble him when he saw that it would ruin another.
Time passes irrevocably.
He enters the port with a full sail.
Consider what each soil will bear, and what each refuses.
All things deteriorate in time.
Who asks whether the enemy was defeated by strategy or valor?
Mind moves matter.
Their rage supplies them with weapons.
Passion and strife bow down the mind.