Omnia mutantur, nihil interit. Everything changes, nothing perishes. Darlington had rolled his eyes as he gave the translation on one of their visits. “Don’t ask me why a society built around Greek necromancy thinks it’s appropriate to quote a Roman poet. Omnia dicta fortiori si dicta Latina.” “I know you want me to ask, so I’m not going to.” He’d actually smiled. “Everything sounds more impressive in Latin.”
