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Danh ngôn của Virgil (Sứ mệnh: 5)

They can conquer who believe they can.
Is there any pleasure in anger? Yes, if the fire of my anger appeases the ashes of my friends.
As the twig is bent the tree inclines.
Time passes irrevocably.
Trust not too much to appearances.
Time is flying never to return.
Love conquers all.
All our sweetest hours fly fastest.
Come what may, all bad fortune is to be conquered by endurance.
Every calamity is to be overcome by endurance.
In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?
They succeed, because they think they can.
Time flies never to be recalled.
I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts.
But meanwhile time flies; it flies never to be regained.
Who asks whether the enemy was defeated by strategy or valor?
To have died once is enough.
Age steals away all things, even the mind.
Fear is proof of a degenerate mind.
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.