Servants, when their lords no longer sway, Their minds no more to righteous courses bend.
The gods give to mortals not everything at the same time.
The persuasion of a friend is a strong thing.
Not at all similar are the race of the immortal gods and the race of men who walk upon the earth.
Proud is the spirit of Zeus-fostered kings – their honor comes from Zeus, and Zeus, god of council, loves them.
What so tedious as a twice-told tale?
Once harm has been done, even a fool understands it.
Victory passes back and forth between men.
The man who acts the least, upbraids the most.
Without question it may be said of Vancouver that her position, geographically, is Imperial to a degree, that her possibilities are enormous, and that with but a feeble stretch of the imagination those possibilities might wisely be deemed certainties.
Shame is no comrade for the poor, I weet.
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.
Persuasive speech, and more persuasive sighs, Silence that spoke and eloquence of eyes.
Clanless, lawless, homeless is he who is in love with civil war, that brutal ferocious thing.
Beauty- it was a glorious gift of nature.
What greater glory attends a man than what he wins with his racing feet and his striving hands?
It is equally bad when one speeds on the guest unwilling to go, and when he holds back one who is hastening. Rather one should befriend the guest who is there, but speed him when he wishes.
For afterwards a man finds pleasure in his pains, when he has suffered long and wandered long. So I will tell you what you ask and seek to know.
There is nothing worse for mortals than a wandering life.
Few sons are equal to their fathers; most fall short, all too few surpass them.