Stong enough to answer back to desires, to despise distinctions, and a whole man in himself, polished and well-rounded. Sic me servavit Apollo. Thus did Apollo rescue me Usque ad mala. An accomplished man to his fingertips. Inopem me copia fecit Plenty has made me poor Tempus edax rerum.
Time is the devourer of everything.
Iuppiter ex alto periuria ridet amantium. Jupiter from on high laughs at lovers' perjuries. Iamque opus exegi, quod nec Iovis ira, nec ignis, nec poterit ferrum, nec edax abolere vetustas. And now I have finished the work, which neither the wrath of Jove, nor fire, nor the sword, nor devouring age shall be able to destroy. Begin, baby boy, to recognize your mother with a smile.