"I am dragged along by a strange new force. Desire and reason are pulling in different directions. I see the right way and approve it, but follow the wrong."

"Est deus in nobis, agitante calescimus illo."

"I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words."

"Dripping water hollows out stone, not through force but through persistence."

"Nitimur in vetitum semper cupimusque negata."