Over the gate was written in large letters, 'The Entrance of Mortals.'
Apollo, my father, grant me one request, that I may prove to mortals that you are my father.
But why do I altogether spend my breath in speaking of mortals?
"As do all you mortals—who finally have to lie in them," he rasped.
Which are the divinities by mortals most assiduously adored?
Softest-hearted of mortals, for me alone is your heart a stone!
Dreams of what we mortals might be—what we ought to be—but are not.
Thersites, the ugliest of mortals, chose the form of an ape.
I am respected above all things by the gods and by the best of mortals, and it is just I should.
Thus began the art of love, which mortals have practiced to this day.