“All bad fortune is to be conquered by endurance.”

It is easy to go down into Hell but to climb back again, to retrace one’s steps to the upper air – there’s the rub.

Fortunate is he whose mind has the power to probe the causes of things and trample underfoot all terrors and inexorable fate.

Do the gods light this fire in our hearts or does each man’s mad desire become his god?

Your descendants shall gather your fruits.

Let us go singing as far as we go: the road will be less tedious.

Through pain I’ve learned to comfort suffering men.

Maybe one day we shall be glad to remember even these hardships.

The descent into Hell is easy.

As it spreads, the rumor gains strength.

Spare the meek, but subdue the arrogant.

The noblest motive is the public good.

Let me rage before I die.

The only hope for the doomed, is no hope at all.

No other evil we know is faster than Rumor.

No other evil we know is faster than Rumor.

Death twitches my ear, live he says – I am coming.

Our strategy is to destroy the enemy from within, to conquer him through himself.

To conquer a nation, first disarm its citizens.

She conquered her demons and wore her scars like wings.

For he has conquered death, with the gift of His last breath. Go now, and share the news, the Savior beckons you.

Conquer yourself rather than the world.

She is a she wolf, in the body of a queen, conquer and warrior with the flight of the phoenix and enveloped in the aura of shield and sword.

If beauty can love the beast, imagine what she can conquer.

There are so many worlds, and I have not yet conquered even one.