Courage! Suffering, when it climbs highest, lasts not long.
There are times when fear is good. It must keep its watchful place at the heart's controls.
We spoil ourselves with scruples long as things go well.
When a match has equal partners then I fear not.
It is like a woman indeed To take rapture before the fact is shown for true. They believe too easily, are too quick to shift From ground to ground; and swift indeed The rumor voiced by a woman dies again.
For this our task hath Fate spun without fail to last for ever sure, that we on man weighed down with deeds of hate should follow till the earth his life immure. Nor when he dies can he boast of being truly free.
Out of respect, a man must veil his words when talking with a woman, but with a man he can frankly say whatever's on his mind.
The tongue of slander is too prompt with wanton malice to wound the stranger.
I pray the gods some respite from the weary task of this long year's watch that lying on the Atreidae's roof on bended arm, dog- like, I have kept, marking the conclave of all night's stars, those potentates blazing in the heavens that bring winter and summer to mortal men, the constellations, when they wane, when they rise.
God is not averse to deceit in a holy cause.
Neither a life of anarchy nor a life under a despot should you praise. To all that lies in the middle has a god given excellence.
Pain lays not its touch upon a corpse.
The reward of suffering is experience
Of all the gods, Death only craves not gifts: Nor sacrifice, nor yet drink-offering poured Avails; no altars hath he, nor is soothed By hymns of praise. From him alone of all The powers of heaven Persuasion holds aloof.
. . . it is yours women's to be silent and stay within doors.
My friends, whoever has had experience of evils knows how whenever a flood of ills comes upon mortals, a man fears everything; but whenever a divine force cheers on our voyage, then we believe that the same fate will always blow fair.
Old men, what are they? Fast fading the leaf, Three-footed they walk, yet frail as a child, As a dream set afloat in the daylight.
Justice shines in very smoky homes, and honors the righteous; but the gold-spangled mansions where the hands are unclean she leaves with eyes averted.
What good is it to live a life that brings pains?
A prosperous fool is a grievous burden.
It is a light thing for whoever keeps his foot outside trouble to advise and counsel him that suffers.
Nor does night conceal men's deeds of ill, but whatsoe'er thou dost, think that some God beholds it.
Unions in wedlock are perverted by the victory of shameless passion that masters the female among men and beasts.
Arrogance is truly the child of impiety, but from health of soul comes happiness, dear to all, much prayed for.
Respect the altar of Justice and do not, looking to profit, dishonor it by spurning with godless foot; for punishment will come upon you.
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