Poet · 78 quotes
As the twig is bent the tree inclines.
Virgil
Poet
Trust one who has tried.
None but himself can be his parallel.
They can because they think they can.
There's a snake lurking in the grass.
He enters the port with a full sail.
The medicine increases the disease.
All our sweetest hours fly fastest.
A fault is fostered by concealment.
Want of pluck shows want of blood.
Fortune sides with him who dares.
Love conquers all.
Mind moves matter.
Each of us bears his own Hell.
To have died once is enough.
We can't all do everything.
I shudder when relating it.
Fury itself supplies arms.
Fortune favours the bold.
Fate will find a way.
From one learn all.
