For no mortal ever attains to blessedness. One may be luckier than another when wealth flows his way, but blessed never.
Lady, the sun's light to our eyes is dear, And fair the tranquil reaches of the sea, And flowery earth in May, and bounding waters; And so right many fair things I might praise; Yet nothing is so radiant and so fair As for souls childless, with desire sore-smitten, To see the light of babes about the house.
I love the old way best, the simple way of poison, where we too are strong as men.
Who then will dare to say I'm weak or timid? No, they'll say I'm loyal as a friend, ruthless as a foe, so much like a hero destined for glory.
Men make their choice: one man honors one God, and one another.
Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.
Account no man happy till he dies.
What we look for does not come to pass; God finds a way for what none foresaw.
Pray the gods do not envy your happiness!
Why do we make so much of knowledge, struggle so hard to get some little skill not worth the effort?
The wife should yield in all things to her lord
Life is short, yet sweet.
It is better that we live ever so Miserably than die in glory.
Know we how many tomorrows the gods intend for our todays.
Soon all of you immortals Will be as dead as we are! Come on then, what are you waiting for? Have you run out of thunderbolts?
God helps him who strives hard.
Venus, thy eternal sway All the race of men obey. Euripides, Iphigenia in Aulis. He is not a lover who does not love for ever.
To an old father, nothing is more sweet than a daughter. Boys are more spirited, but their ways are not so tender.
The nobly born must nobly meet his fate.
The ways of the gods are long, but in the end they are not without strength.
If your life at night is good, you think you have Everything; but, if in that quarter things go wrong, You will consider your best and truest interests Most hateful.
Oftener than not the old are uncontrollable; Their tempers make them difficult to deal with.
The life of men is painful.
Oh, trebly blest the placid lot of those whose hearth foundations are in pure love laid, where husband's breast with tempered ardor glows, and wife, oft mother, is in heart a maid!
I have found nothing stronger than Necessity.
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