Hannibal ante portas.
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Hannibal ante portas.
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Gens togata.
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Gaudeamus igitur.
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Nulla dies sine linea.
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I cannot lose the only thing that keeps me alive: hope. A word that is often with us in the morning, gets wounded throughout the day, and dies at dusk, but resurrects with the dawn.
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Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow.
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When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
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There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.
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I must be cruel, only to be kind.
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I am a man more sinned against than sinning.
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