Top 250 Virgil Quotes (2026 Update)
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201. “Each person, makes their own terrible passion their God.”

— Virgil

202. “Such were my wild words, for madness had mastered my judgement and gained complete control.”

— Virgil

203. “She prayed then to whatever power may care in comprehending justice for the grief of lovers bound unequally by love.”

— Virgil

204. “Et iam prima novo spargebat lumine terras.”

— Virgil

205. “There should be no strife with the vanquished or the dead.”

— Virgil

206. “Decked in the spoils you stripped from one I loved – escape my clutches? Never – Pallas strikes this blow, Pallas sacrifices you now, makes you pay the price with your own guilty blood!”

— Virgil

207. “Now when these souls have trodden the full circle of a thousand years, God call’s all of them forth in long procession to the Lethe River, and this he does so that when they again visit the sky’s vault they may be without memory, and a wish to re-enter bodily life may dawn.”

— Virgil

208. “To what crime do you not drive the hearts of men, accursed hunger for gold?”

— Virgil

209. “Well, the day has come when a woman’s weapons prove your daydreams wrong! Still, you carry no mean fame to your fathers’ shades – just tell them this: You died by Camilla’s spear!”

— Virgil

210. “We have hearts valiant in war, we have spirit, and a manhood which has proved itself by deed.”

— Virgil

211. “Gods whose dominion is over the Souls, Shades without sound, Void, and you, Burning River, and you, broad Spaces voiceless beneath the Night, may I remain sinless in telling what has been told to me, and, by your divine assent, reveal truth sunk in depths of earth and gloom.”

— Virgil

212. “O Achates, where in the world is there a country, or any place in it, unreached by our suffering? Look; there is Priam. Even here high merit has its due; there is pity for a world’s distress, and a sympathy for short lived humanity.”

— Virgil

213. “Hic pietatis honos?”

— Virgil

214. “Sic nos in sceptra reponis?”

— Virgil

215. “I shudder when relating it.”

— Virgil

216. “Ah, piteous boy, Fortune came smiling; was it in jealousy that she then cruelly denied you to me.”

— Virgil

217. “Yo temo al Griego, aunque presente dones.”

— Virgil

218. “What good are prayers and shrines to a person mad with love?”

— Virgil

219. “How fortunate were you, thrice fortunate and more, whose luck it was to die under the high walls of Troy before your parents’ eyes!”

— Virgil

220. “Quis furor iste novus?”

— Virgil

221. “Ah, Palinurus, you were too trustful of the calm sky and sea. So you will lie, a shroudless form, on an unknown strand.”

— Virgil

222. “A festive din now rose and echoed through the palace halls. Lighted lamps hung from the coffered ceiling rich with gold leaf, and torches with high flames prevailed over the night.”

— Virgil

223. “It is for men to make wage war and make peace; for that task is theirs.”

— Virgil

224. “Absumptae in Teucros vires caelique marisque.”

— Virgil

225. “Sweet relics, sweet so long as God and Destiny allowed, now receive my life-breath, and set me free from this suffering. I have lived my life and finished the course which Fortune allotted me.”

— Virgil

226. “His looks, his words, they pierce her heart and cling – no peace, no rest for her body, love will give her none.”

— Virgil

227. “Is death so dreadful a thing?”

— Virgil

228. “Quicquid id est, timeo Danaos et dona ferentis.”

— Virgil

229. “Death plucks my ear and says, ‘Live – I am coming.”

— Virgil

230. “But of course – so Turnus can fetch his royal bride – our lives are cheap, scattered in piles across the field, unburied and unwept.”

— Virgil

231. “When once thou shalt be able to now read the glories of heroes and thy father’s deeds, and to know virtue as she is, slowly the plain shall grow golden with the soft corn-spike, and the reddening grape trail from the wild briar, and hard oaks drip of honey.”

— Virgil

232. “The one safety for the defeated is to have no hope of safety.”

— Virgil

233. “When, soon, they join in their happy wedding-bonds – and wedded let them be – in pacts of peace at last, never command the Latins, here on native soil, to exchange their age-old name, to become Trojans, called the kin of Teucer, alter their language, change their style of dress. Let Latium endure.”

— Virgil

234. “I am Aeneas, duty-bound, and known Above high air of heaven by my fame, Carrying with me in my ships our gods Of hearth and home, saved from the enemy. I look for Italy to be my fatherland, And my descent is from all-highest Jove. ” Line 519.”

— Virgil

235. “Some of us looked in awed wonder at that massive horse, the gift for Minerva, the never-wed, which was to be our destruction.”

— Virgil

236. “Quisque suos patimur manes.”

— Virgil

237. “En haec promissa fides est?”

— Virgil

238. “Being myself no stranger to grief, I am learning to help the unhappy.”

— Virgil

239. “The friend of my heart.”

— Virgil

240. “And war in my hand I carry, and death I bear.”

— Virgil

241. “Call up your courage again. Dismiss your grief and fear. A joy it will be one day, perhaps, to remember even this.”

— Virgil

242. “War will not save us.”

— Virgil

243. “Paeoniis revocatum herbis et amore Dianae.”

— Virgil

244. “In human affairs there is no room for certainty.”

— Virgil

245. “Can anger so fierce stir the hearts of the dwellers in heaven?”

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246. “We, poor fools, spent this our last day decorating with festal greenery every temple in our town.”

— Virgil

247. “Who now in her fear troubles earth and the sea and the sky.”

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248. “See who I am, whose great age, exhausted and decayed and past the fertile time for truth, deludes me with imaginary dread when I prophesy of warring kings! Look now at this. I come from the Dread Sisters’ station; and in my hand I bear war and death.”

— Virgil

249. “The design is mine. The daring, yours.”

— Virgil

250. “We make our destiny by our choice of the gods.”

— Virgil