“Do not be afraid; our fate Cannot be taken from us; it is a gift.”

“Those ancients who in poetry presented the golden age, who sang its happy state, perhaps, in their Parnassus, dreamt this place. Here, mankind's root was innocent; and here were every fruit and never-ending spring; these streams--the nectar of which poets sing.”

“Mentre che la speranza ha fior del verde”

“The wisest are the most annoyed at the loss of time.”