O accursed hunger of gold, to what dost thou not compel human hearts!
Time is flying never to return.
The gates of hell are open night and day Smooth the descent and easy the way.
It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air - there's the rub, the task.
This quote reminds me to enjoy each moment of the summer Steep thyself in a bowl of summertime.