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Veiling truth in mystery.
Trust one who has tried.
Trust not too much to appearances.
They succeed, because they think they can.
Love conquers all.
Fear is proof of a degenerate mind.
I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts.
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.
In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?
Age carries all things away, even the mind.