“Facilis descensus Averni:noctes atque dies patet atri ianua Ditis;sed revocare gradium superasque evadere ad auras.hoc opus, hic labor est.”
“Facilis descensus Averni," he whispered, his ominous and preternatural words striking her very soul. "The descent to Hell is easy.”
“Fléctere si néqueo súperos Acheronta movebo - If I cannot move heaven, I will raise hell.”
“Will Mars be always in your windy tongue and in your flying feet?”
“Love conquers all; therefore, let us submit to love.”
“Optima dies...prima fugit (The best days are the first to flee)”