Nunc scio quit sit amor.
Oh you who are born of the blood of the gods, Trojan son of Anchises, easy is the descent to Hell the door of dark Dis stands open day and night. But to retrace your steps and come out to the air above, that is work, that is labor
Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.
Lat., Now I know what love is.
Latet anguis in herba. (There's a snake hidden in the grass)
This quote reminds me to enjoy each moment of the summer Steep thyself in a bowl of summertime.
As the twig is bent the tree inclines.
It never troubles the wolf how many the sheep may be.
The gates of hell are open, night and day Smooth the descent, and easy the way.
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