And yet I must be grateful to my Delphi
and the son of the blessed Maia,
for he never permitted exile
to bring me to my knees and discourage me.
He has been my guide through many lands and over rough seas,
as I was tossed about here and there by the fates,
and the benevolent gave me the gift
of writing poems in Scythian and Latin.

Excerpt from Hymn to Hermes
by Michael Tarchaniota Marullus (1458-1500)
Image: "Costume: fanciful, historical, and theatrical" by Eliza Aria (1906)

"You must hasten toward the light and toward the rays of the Father, from where the soul, clothed in mighty intellect, has been sent to you."

The Chaldean Oracles fr. 115

Support with patience thy lot, be it what it may, and never repine at it.

— Golden Verses of Pythagoras, 18

"The man who lives with the Gods is the one whose soul is constantly on display to them as content with its lot and obedient to the will of the guardian spirit, the fragment of himself that Zeus has granted every person to act as his custodian and command center. And in each of us this is mind and reason." Meditations, Marcus Aurelius, 5.27