Nihil dūrāre potest tempore perpetuō; cum bene sōl nituit, redditur ōceanō; dēcrēscit Phoebē, quae modo plēna fuit; ventōrum feritās saepe fit aura levis.
“Nothing can endure for all time; when the sun has shined well, it is returned to the sea; the moon has grown small, which was just now full; the wildness of winds often becomes a gentle breeze.”
A graffito found near a tavern in Pompeii.
(via ancientpeoples)