Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.
Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow for other’s good, and melt at other’s woe.
If God didn’t want us to eat cows, why are they made out of meat?
Come then, put away your sword in its sheath, and let us two go up into my bed so that, lying together in the bed of love, we may then have faith and trust in each other.
It’s disgraceful how these humans blame the gods. They say their tribulations come from us, when they themselves, through their own foolishness, bring hardships which are not decreed by Fate.
A woman is like beer. They look good, they smell good, and you’d step over your own mother just to get one!
And what he greatly thought, he nobly dared.
But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast, for gentle ways are best, and keep aloof from sharp contentions.
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’ll teach you to laugh at something that’s funny!
Whoever obeys the gods, to him they particularly listen.
There will be killing till the score is paid.
As leaves on the trees, such is the life of man.
Television! Teacher, mother, secret lover.
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.
Young men’s minds are always changeable, but when an old man is concerned in a matter, he looks both before and after.
No matter how good you are at something, there’s always about a million people better than you.
It behooves a father to be blameless if he expects his child to be.
Wise to resolve, and patient to perform.
Whenever a man is tired, wine is a great restorer of strength.