It is a wise child that knows his own father. [Lat., Nondum enim quisquam suum parentem ipse cognosvit.]
Bursts as a wave that from the clouds impends, And swell'd with tempests on the ship descends; White are the decks with foam; the winds aloud Howl o'er the masts, and sing through every shroud: Pale, trembling, tir'd, the sailors freeze with fears; And instant death on every wave appears.
All right, let's not panic. I'll make the money by selling one of my livers. I can get by with one.
Noblest minds are easiest bent.
Heaven hears and pities hapless men like me, For sacred ev'n to gods is misery.
Like the generations of leaves, the lives of mortal men. Now the wind scatters the old leaves across the earth, now the living timber bursts with the new buds and spring comes round again. And so with men: as one generation comes to life, another dies away.
A young man is embarrassed to question an older one.
All my life I've been an obese man trapped inside a fat man's body.
Union Rule 26: Every employee must win 'Worker of the Week' at least once, regardless of gross incompetence, obesity or rank odor.
Zeus most glorious and most great, Thundercloud, throned in the heavens! Let not the sun go down and the darkness come, until I cast down headlong the citadel of Priam in flames, and burn his gates with blazing fire, and tear to rags the shirt upon Hectors breast! May many of his men fall about him prone in the dust and bite the earth!
Now son, you don’t want to drink beer. That’s for Daddies, and kids with fake IDs.
The outcome of the war is in our hands; the outcome of words is in the council.
Men are so quick to blame the gods: they say that we devise their misery. But they themselves- in their depravity- design grief greater than the griefs that fate assigns.
I long for home, long for the sight of home.
Noble and manly music invigorates the spirit, strengthens the wavering man, and incites him to great and worthy deeds.
The son of Saturn gave The nod with his dark brows. The ambrosial curls Upon the Sovereign One's immortal head Were shaken, and with them the mighty mount, Olympus trembled.
Rage - Goddess, sing the rage of Peleus' son Achilles, murderous, doomed, that cost the Achaeans countless losses, hurling down to the House of Death so many sturdy souls, great fighters' souls, but made their bodies carrion, feasts for the dogs and birds, and the will of Zeus was moving toward its end. Begin, Muse, when the two first broke and clashed, Agamemnon lord of men and brilliant Achilles.
Who hearkens to the gods, the gods give ear.
...like that star of the waning summer who beyond all stars rises bathed in the ocean stream to glitter in brilliance.
Jove lifts the golden balances that show The fates of mortal men, and things below.
But listen to me first and swear an oath to use all your eloquence and strength to look after me and protect me.
The best things beyond their measure cloy.
Ruin, eldest daughter of Zeus, she blinds us all, that fatal madness—she with those delicate feet of hers, never touching the earth, gliding over the heads of men to trap us all. She entangles one man, now another.
…but there they lay, sprawled across the field, craved far more by the vultures than by wives.
Thus have the gods spun the thread for wretched mortals: that they live in grief while they themselves are without cares; for two jars stand on the floor of Zeus of the gifts which he gives, one of evils and another of blessings.
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