“By yielding you may obtain victory”

“The god of Delos, proud in victory,Saw Cupid draw his bow's taut arc, and said:'Mischievous boy, what are a brave man's armsTo you? That gear becomes my shoulders best.My aim is sure; I wound my enemies,I wound wild beasts; my countless arrows slewBut now the bloated Python, whose vast coilsAcross so many acres spread their blight.You and your loves! You have your torch to light them!Let that content you; never claim my fame!'And Venus' son replied: 'Your bow, Apollo,May vanquish all, but mine shall vanquish you.As every creature yields to power divine,So likewise shall your glory yield to mine.”

“for no god may undo what another god has done...”

“Thus I am not able to exist either with you or without you; and I seem not to know my own wishes.”

“If you would be loved, be lovable”

“You will go most safely by the middle way.”

“or that writing a poem you can read to no oneis like dancing in the dark.”